OK, there is a story behind this. His French teacher asked the class if anyone had a beret, and he was the only one that did (I knit it for him) and she asked him to wear it to school. She was so impressed she then promptly drew a mustache on him. When he got home, I thrust a piece of homemade bread into one hand and a bulb of garlic in the other, and enjoyed my politically incorrect moment. Tuesday, Sept 8
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