So when this year's costume conversation came around, we were stoked.
Do you think she'll be a doctor? She likes caring for her little stuffed animals. Or maybe she'll be a copywriter like mom! Course, there's no definitive costume that says "I have a mediocre salary and no byline so I'll never really be famous." She likes Harry Potter, maybe she'll be Hermione? Eh. Too overdone. Ooo! I got it: maybe, MAYBE she'll be God's little angel..."
Well, I don't need to tell you how that played out. Let's just say, Hayley subbed out the halo for a pair of horns and a wench dress. I mean, it's cool; we can handle it. She'll just go on and mock us with this blatant foreshadowing of her teen years.
Here's Hay as a teenager. I mean a Devil Princess.
I stopped by Hay's class for some pictures and a slice of pizza.
This is Hay's adorable teacher, Ms. Keovanpheng. I'd tell you how to pronounce that, but instead I'll let you share in that initial panic we experienced when we first met her, knowing surely she would hate us for screwing up her name. (Ms. Who? Maybe we can call her by her first name. What's her first name, Hayley? DaoKham. Crap.).
She's a chess board. Chess player? A ref? Something about chess.
This was the most well-behaved, quiet class I've ever seen on one of the most highly caffeinated days of the year. Ms. Keovanpheng had these guys under control. Totally amazing.
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