When he was four, my grandson Jacob could hardly wait for his first day of school.
That morning he waited anxiously with his mother, Katherine, for the bus to arrive.
The bus arrived and he started up the steps to get on. He heard his mom say something just as he passed the bus driver. With tears in her eyes, Katherine said, “What about a kiss?”
Jacob stopped, retraced a few steps, then promptly kissed the bus driver before he took a seat.
One day two girls were trying out for the school cheerleading squad. One was a blonde and the other was a brunette.
After they both had tryouts, they went home to wait until the results were posted.
The blonde went to see if she had made it that night.
Once she found out she had made it, she got out her cell phone and called the brunette, but she didn’t answer, so the blonde just went back home.
The next day the brunette called the blonde to see if she wanted to go with her to look at their scores.
The blonde agrees and meets the brunette at the school.
The brunette beats the blonde to the school, so she goes ahead and looks at the scores to find out they both had made it.
When the blonde gets there, she finds her name on the list again. Then she says, “Yes! I made it again, I made it last night and I made it again today. I am on a roll!”
Little Anne came running into the house after school one day, shouting:
“Daddy! Daddy! I got 100 in school today!”
“That’s great sweetheart,” said her daddy.
“Come in to the living room and tell me about it.” daddy continued.
Little Anne:”Well,” began the confession, “I got 50 in spelling, 30 in math and 20 in science.”