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I teach a few early morning Spanish classes and my assistant is Wee One. She's such a good helper and in the process she's bettering her Spanish. Bonus! This morning she decided to write on my blackboard.

I had to pick her up early from school today and then spent some time on the phone with the pediatrician, and then her Neurologists office at Children's. This dizzy thing just isn't going away and it's got me concerned.

My assistant needs to be in top form!

Comments

  1. Please miss! How does "early morning Spanish" differ from regular Spanish? Is it spoken with a slightly whiny, grumpy accent? Is it restricted to a few key phrases "Don't tell me it's time to get up already"? I think that we should be told.

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  2. Oh, I'll tell you all right... C'mere darlin'... a little closer....

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  3. Is bettering a real word? Wouldn't 'improving' have done?

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  4. I'd consider bettering better than buttering as then it would mean we were on a slippery slope. Well, I suppose we're on one already, right?

    Plus you know that your cousins over here across the pond are quite fond of creating new words for things.

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  5. can't wait till chastin can take your spanish class.
    btw: i'm with you on the heart break post now. want to talk ?

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  6. How old is Chastin? I teach from K-6 now.

    As for the heartbreak, things are MUCH better. MUCH MUCH MUCH. Thanks tho...how are you doing??

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