Today he participated in the Scunthorpe Speech and Drama Festival. He memorized a poem by Grace Nichols called "Don't Cry, Caterpiller," and recited it in front of a room full of people and a judge. He did it beautifully, and took first place out of 20 other children. He's going to be performing it at a concert on Saturday. Oh, I was so terribly proud of him!
In other Dylan news, he contributed the following items to a recent load of laundry:
A small plastic hedgehog, which he has named Charlotte.
Several notes from school.
A die cast model of a police cruiser.
Some Angry Birds trading cards.
The slug made it into that load without any help from Dylan whatsoever.
Sometimes being a housewife is the funniest job in the whole world. Gross, but funny!
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