S. is typing away on her report about zebras this morning in the computer lab when she jumps up and comes to find me.
"Mrs. N, isn't it botox when they suck all the fat out of you?"
"No, it isn't."
"Oh. Well what is that called when they suck the fat out?"
"Liposuction."
S. heads back to her computer. Thirty seconds later, she's back.
"Mrs. N, how do you spell liposuction?"
With only a handful of days left to the end of the year, I'm not even going to ask what on earth liposuction has to do with zebras.
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