So wholesome. I can't tell the two boys apart either.

He's gonna major in the Allodynia of the Auricle.

It’s me. I’m that kid.

I legit respect that kid,

the grass is always greener...

Did you know that you can use a dry erase marker to leave Tooth Fairy messages on the bathroom mirror and get your kids to floss, too?

Satan: "Let me just say, I'm a big fan"

Me a 38 yo *Taking notes*

Poor kid. The look of triumph on his face tho

*football

He probably thinks it was worth it.

Dedication!!!

poor brave boy.

So much pain, yet so much love

Worth it

Awwwwwwwwww

Poor baby!

Man...Now there go a great man...thank you Mohammed.

That's dedication and admiration right there

I feel bad

I remember this on the news! The boy saw the pIayer going to the training ground in his car and ran after it, as you can see, the rest is history

This made me laugh so hard that my dog got upset 😭

heh still got his picture lol

hope well... ❤️

Shoulda gone to "SpecSavers"!

Been there it was a parking meter. As an adult.

If that guy had just kept going he would qualify as heartless.The child was willing to bleed for you!!!

... he does not look regretting by any means...

Just as he had planned it

I'd run into a lamppost chasing him, too. Yowza.

Bentley.

Title is wrong...it should be 'Snitches end up in ditches'

Sounds like a plot to a kids movie tbh

My kids just take my hiding spot and tell me to go count. They think they are so clever

Cakey will remember your sins

This really sounds like something Calvin would say in a Calvin and Hobbes comic strip

It's not stupid, if it works.

Easy. Show us and them the Cat.

Just a friendly reminder

December 13th- To do list: "Cry about Leg"

If the kid was famous, the value of it would go up

Oh no oh no

Ow

I think I remember this one. His dad is the body builder and he tried to give him a hug but it didn't go so well

LOL

They had us in the first half, not gonna lie

Yesterday, before I could stop it, I had a 9 year old student ask his friends sitting in his group, “Can I tickle your pickle?” And his one friend, who is a girl, responded with such sass, “I don’t have a pickle. I’m a girl.” And the look of sheer confusion that crossed his face told me that he had no clue what kind of euphemism he was using. Innocent babe. Then the realization hit him… and the look of utter panic set in when he realized just what he had been asking his friends to do… “OMG! No! I take it back! I didn’t meant THAT!” (Side note: I did address his comment later on, privately, so as not to embarrass him. I told him it wasn’t school appropriate. He agreed. 😆)

I once got a foster kid that wouldn’t eat anything I cooked. Pre-packaged cereal and stuff was OK, but not an actual meal. After about a week, I was getting worried. Then one day, we drove past McDonald’s and she was ecstatic. I was tired, so I decided McDonald’s for dinner wasn’t a bad idea. She ate it all. Which gave me an idea. I had some high school students who worked there, so I arranged to buy some of their hamburger boxes. That night we ate spaghetti from McDonald’s… and she ate every bite! The next day, it was roasted chicken, mashed potatoes, and green beans from McDonald’s. Again, she ate it all. (Turns out, her bio parents never cooked. McDonald’s was all she knew.)

They were probably so proud of their s**t