One morning when Dad asked Scott, "What do you want on your toast?"
With giggles, Scott, age 5, answered, "Traffic Jam!"
Scott and I were on an early morning walk. Just as we passed a hen house, a rooster sounded a very strange crow. I commented, "That rooster sure sounds sick!" The quick retort from Scott, "Must have the chicken pox!" We both roared with laughter!
Scott was age 6.
"During their secret meetings did Monica Lewinsky and Bill Clinton trade Pokemon cards?"
Scott had to write a Math Poem for school. He has started studying multiplication. So far he has learned 0, 1, 2, 5 and 9 times tables. Below is his poem. Totally his! No help from Mom or Dad.
0, 1, 2, 5 and 9,
all those factors are mighty fine.
You can do them on a bus,
You can do them with a fuss.
All those factors are cool.
You could probably do them in a pool.
Scott Hyde Feb 17, 2000
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