My kids were in line in the hall on their way out to recess. The principal was saying hi to each of them, calling them by name. "I know all of them," she told me, "except for the twins. I need to figure out how to tell them apart."
Denny, listening to this conversation, looked up at her. "You need glasses."
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that's awesome... why didn't you say that to the principal?? haha.
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