george washington's dad is a perve.
today was famous person biography day in my mom's third grade class. it was my job to photograph all the kids in their costumes. i think my favorite was billy the kid. his mom drew a mustache and beard on his face, and he had these crazy cowboy boots. plus, he was a really nice kid. helen keller was pretty awesome too. she was the smartest kid in the class, and she was super pissed that she only got one chocolate chip muffin. she kind of reminded me of what i was like in third grade, except i wasn't the smartest kid in the class (i think rishan was), i wasn't asian, and i would have taken that second muffin without a second thought.
anyway, there were two kids dressed as george washington. one of them was totally adorable and had a sweet cotton ball powdered wig- and he had a great costume. the other one had a great costume too, and was a really nice kid, but his dad was a creep. he definitely grazed my butt with his hand when he was grabbing chairs. it seemed purposeful. afterward, he just kind of said, "ooops, sorry." but smirked. and i was thinking, if your eight year old wasn't here, i would kick you in the shin. and then other places. and it would leave marks.
after all the parents left, i showed the kids some of my work, including all the toys i made, the books from the toys, and then my book that i made out of all the crazy portraits from first quarter. the kids were literally SCREAMING looking at the altered faces. it was sweet. i think saqib's freaked them out the worst. they were really into nancy's normal portrait - saying things like, "she has tattoos! she looks tough! i like her!" etc
anyway, there were two kids dressed as george washington. one of them was totally adorable and had a sweet cotton ball powdered wig- and he had a great costume. the other one had a great costume too, and was a really nice kid, but his dad was a creep. he definitely grazed my butt with his hand when he was grabbing chairs. it seemed purposeful. afterward, he just kind of said, "ooops, sorry." but smirked. and i was thinking, if your eight year old wasn't here, i would kick you in the shin. and then other places. and it would leave marks.
after all the parents left, i showed the kids some of my work, including all the toys i made, the books from the toys, and then my book that i made out of all the crazy portraits from first quarter. the kids were literally SCREAMING looking at the altered faces. it was sweet. i think saqib's freaked them out the worst. they were really into nancy's normal portrait - saying things like, "she has tattoos! she looks tough! i like her!" etc