This is what greeted me after school today:
Nothing about it is politically correct. Today Wyatt learned about Indians (not Native Americans - I asked) and they "flied like Eagles" and played some drums while dancing around a campfire ("don't worry, Mommy, it was just pretend"). But honestly, I don't care about anything except the great delight this brought to my day.
Hail to the chief.
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