My daughter’s third-grade teacher had assigned the children to write a story titled “My Biggest Surprise.”
Not until the end of the school year did we see Marina’s work. It read: “I got up this morning and I ran into Mommy and Daddy’s bed and hopped in. But it wasn’t Mommy at all.
It was Mrs. Del Campo!”
What her essay neglected to say was that we had called Mrs. Del Campo late at night to stay with our children while I took my wife to the hospital to have our third child.