{"id":642,"date":"2008-09-05T08:03:52","date_gmt":"2008-09-05T07:03:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/kaitlyn-marsue.net\/?p=642"},"modified":"2008-09-05T08:03:52","modified_gmt":"2008-09-05T07:03:52","slug":"dear-teacher","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/kaitlyn-marsue.net\/?p=642","title":{"rendered":"dear teacher&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>\tThis morning after getting up and getting dressed and brushing her teeth (but still refusing to brush her hair), Kaitlyn insisted on making a card for her teacher.   She sat and very carefully covered a blank card with some of her favorite stickers.   Despite my protests, she skipped breakfast for the task.<\/p>\n<p>\tI don&#8217;t know if it&#8217;s accepted to be making cards to give to your teacher.  It isn&#8217;t the first or last day of school.  It&#8217;s just something Kaitlyn felt the burning desire to do.  And since I don&#8217;t know if the practice is frowned upon or welcomed, I had no idea what would be appropriate to write inside.  Kaitlyn babbled on that she wanted me to write how she wants the teacher to come to her birthday&#8230; as her editor I opted to omit those thoughts.  I finally settled on a simple  \u0093bonne journee,\u0094 which is basically  \u0093have a nice day.\u0094  I wrote it on Kaitlyn&#8217;s dry-erase easel and made her copy it.  She cried when she messed up a letter, which I fixed with some white-out.  <\/p>\n<p>\tWhen she kissed me goodbye at the gate and ran off, Kaitlyn was clutching the card tightly in her hand.  She wouldn&#8217;t let me write the teacher&#8217;s name on the envelope; she was adament that she&#8217;d hand it to her.   I suppose I may never know.  Unless I&#8217;m scolded for it, I suppose.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This morning after getting up and getting dressed and brushing her teeth (but still refusing to brush her hair), Kaitlyn insisted on making a card for her teacher. She sat and very carefully covered a blank card with some of her favorite stickers. Despite my protests, she skipped breakfast for the task. I don&#8217;t know [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-642","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/kaitlyn-marsue.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/642","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/kaitlyn-marsue.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/kaitlyn-marsue.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/kaitlyn-marsue.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/kaitlyn-marsue.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=642"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/kaitlyn-marsue.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/642\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/kaitlyn-marsue.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=642"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/kaitlyn-marsue.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=642"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/kaitlyn-marsue.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=642"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}