This is the monologue I got from Dakota on the way home from gymnastics today:
"I am not a great listener. I got up and ran away and my teacher said, 'Don't run away, Dakota. You are not a great listener.' and I said, 'Sorry teacher.' And she said, 'It's okay miss Dakota-bee.' And I got up and ranned away because I was getting a bumble bee on my paper."
So there you have it.
I told her she needed to listen to her teacher. :)
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