John has a friend named Maddy. Maddy is in the first grade at his school but not in his class. They met at Time+. Yesterday I picked up the kids from school and John told me “Don’t be mad, but Maddy and I wrote F’s on our hands. Because we are friends!” In the bathtub that night he said “My F washed off. Tomorrow, I’m going to write it on my arm where it won’t get washed off.” Tonight at dinner, John rolled up his sleeves. Daddy noticed something on John’s arm and asked “What’s that?” John said “A B and an F.” Daddy said “I can see that. Why?” John said “Well Mom knows already.” Again he didn’t answer Dadddy’s question. Daddy said “Well, tell me.” John said “I have a friend named Maddy. She goes to Time+ with me. I have a B and an F on my arm because we are best friends. That’s why!”
Friends
For the record, I am not happy that he is writing on his arm and hands, but I am very happy he has a best friend.