So, we are always interested to hear what's going on with Jamie and his plans to woo Carson. Yesterday, he went to the nurse because he wasn't feeling well (unspecified symptoms.) He hadn't eaten breakfast that morning, which, actually, is unusual these days. Jamie has discovered that he likes cereal and often has two bowls in the morning (!). But today he just ate the gummy vitamins we also give them. This meant that when the nurse very intelligently asked what he'd eaten for breakfast that day he could honestly answer: gummie bears. Way to make us look good Jame! Of all the things we did on the vacation to St. Simon's he also only told his peace-mongering, leftist teacher that we had been on a battleship to see guns. No mention of the sea-turtle rescue/education center we went to, oh no.
Anyway, as he was finishing dinner last night he informed us later that day that there was a little girl who was also in the nurse's office, who knew Carson. Eager for details, we tried to press a little and find out how this had come up. Jamie was evasive. So we asked the little girl's name. He took his last bite of dinner, put his fork down and said, "I'm outta here!" and left the table.
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