Two funny stories about Ms. Amy – the new principal at your campus.

(Actually: Mrs. Amy.)

So we are friends of theirs. They are in our Sunday school class. We often go out to eat with their family after church. We know this. You know this. They know this. But everyone else does not know this.

First, K.

So at school, Ms, Amy goes by her last name. Right? Right.

But we have known them for years and you, and H, have called her “Ms. Amy,” long before you ever went to school at Southcrest.

K, by way of your repetition and familiarity, you have gotten your entire class calling the teacher “Ms. Amy” instead of “Ms. B!”

Second, H.

You were apparently walking by Ms. B with your class the other day. You reached out and gently touched her arm and said:

I know you.

Hannah, in your class, and in line beside you, replied back: “Yeah, I know her too.”

You stopped amd looked at Hannah and said:

But have you been to her house?

Hahahaha! 😛

I love you.

-Dad