This is a note that came home with The Caterpillar from 'little girl school' the other day reprinted here exactly as written:

Today we sang song. take me out the balll game and childerm's made baseball's with sand

Have a nice evening.

See you tomo'rrow ""

I'm still trying to figure out how to make a baseball out of sand. Maybe some magic ability that comes when the part of your brain responsible for grammar and spelling lies dormant and figures it has to do something. I will be glad when her regular teacher gets back from her vacation.