Today while reading, “Purple, Green and Yellow”, to my Kindergarten art class, I asked the class what consequence they think the mom will come up with to punish Brigid for coloring marker all over herself with the super-duper-indelible-never-come-off-until-you-die-and-maybe-even-later markers.
A sweet, quiet little girl missing two front teeth raised her hand. I called on her, fully expecting her to just say, “Send her to her room.”
But instead she smiled and said…
