School Dayz

This one is for Jesus Christ.

This is a picture of my leaf collection. I keep it by my sneaker spider and my shark in a bottle. Whever I find a cool leaf I bring it home and put it in my leaf collection.

Today was a good day at school. I did all my work and was a gentleman. Mrs. Quist didn't even need to fuss at me or call momma. I didn't go to school yesterday because I threw up. But it wasn't as bad as when McCall threw up on the floor. Her mess was much bigger than mine.

[Dad's Note: I wasn't going to bring it up, but he did, so I'll illuminate. Turns out Bridger hasn't exactly been the best student at school the last few weeks. It was a bit of laziness combined with a bit of cunning (roping the girls into finishing assignments for him- he's definately his father's son) that prompted a call from his teacher last week. Yes, our first teacher call. Yes, our little Bridger. Anyway, with a talk, some hugs, and a note to his teacher, the dinosaur boy is working on changing his ways.]