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I can't take too much more!

Oh the singing...the singing!!!!!! AHHHHH

For whatever reason, the kids on my bus have started to take up singing. As in, both classes...loudly and in unison. I've already gotten tired of the different teachers riding as busmonitors chatting my ear off...now I have to put up with singing 4 year olds! Normally this does not bother me...but this is the second day in a row and with everything else going on...I am SO ready for the weekend!

How everyone else's week going?

Comments

Cliff said…
It's been an interesting one. let me say that a lot of the people I know need healing. Anyone out there who prays, please pray that Ashley and Mary (who don't know each other by the way)will both be healed. Ashley has suffered from extreme but unexplained pain for almost two weeks. mary is dying of liver disease and the doctors won't do a transplant. How's that for a good week?
Ciera said…
A couple Sunday's ago, there was an altar call, at the start of church service, and close to ten people were up there for prayer for healing...some of it as serious as those you mentioned, Cliff.
Where oh where has my Ci-e-ra been? Oh where oh were can she beeee?

She must have something occupying her time!

do tell.
Jean-Luc Picard said…
What have they been singing, Ciera?

Perhaps they will grow up and be a pop band?
Ciera said…
DayDreamer: I've been off having an English Muffin.

Jean-Luc: I wish they'd settle on one song! We could call them the Headstart Beanie Boppers, or something. I've heard Twinkle Twinkle Little Star more than once.
Ciera said…
Hmm, I almost think a comment has disappeared from earlier this weekend. No matter.

Fluke - no more singing or I'll send the duct tape police after you!!!!!!!!! Especially for singing the John Jacob Jingleheimer-Shmidt song!!!! AHHHHH! Sorry you had a bad week though :(

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