I asked one of the kids to help Dash fill in his reading log. I honestly don’t remember which kid. But the nest morning, when I was helping him sort all of his papers into his backpack, I came across:
A parent’ signature that resembles mine, but I don’t believe to be a dead ringer.
It really is close to mine, but it isn’t mine. Or is it? Was I asked to sign it while I was doing other stuff, and I was holding the pencil wrong? Was I blindfolded? Or did I have a child try to replicate my signature, instead of finding me for me own John Hancock.
The truth will come out — it always does. But since it hasn’t come out yet, I keep wondering if I am just crazy?
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