Prize

So Paul stayed after school today for chess club, and when I went to pick him up, he climbed in the car with a little metallic looking plastic disc on a patriotic ribbon wrapped around his hand.

"Guess what this is for mom?"

What son?

"We finished our children's stories (side note: written and illustrated) and turned them in today. We were put into groups and each group picked the best story to move on to the competition for the whole grade. And mine was the best one! Everyone loved it."

Sweet! I saw it, but didn't read the whole thing. What was it about?

"About a chubby squirrel who learns good manners. And Troy said, 'Ya know we all love those chubby squirrels!'"