Today as we were waiting outside his classroom for her we were looking at the kids Fall poems on the wall. Each kid did their own with their own words inserted after hello and goodbye. Frank and I almost died when we read his.
Here it is:
We were pretty sure we could read one of the lines, but were hoping it wasn't true...but yes...we read it right.
Here is Gavin's Fall poem:
It's Fall oh boy.
So, he sounded it all out phonetically and it took us a minute but we soon realized that Penoclode, was indeed Pina Colada.
Really Gavin?? Really?? We maybe made them 3 times this summer as a fun treat by the pool, alcohol free. But I am sure the teachers aren't thinking that.
Oh Gavin Morgan...you are your father's son!