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Brandon sucks up any information given to him by his peers.  The other day he recited the plot of Transformers 2 to me.  It was like he was watching it with me!  Only, he’s never seen in before.  No way would I let him watch that.  It’s so violent!  Trouble his, his classmates apparently have seen it.  Or are, likewise, sponges from other kids who have seen it.  I couldn’t believe how detailed of an account he provided – he knew about the Fallen, and the glowing cube that is put into its chest.  And how it dies.  I even had to ask him if he had seen it at school, which I was really hoping wasn’t the case.  I had talked to his teacher to verify they were not watching that during movie day.  I was assured that this was not the case.  The funny thing (or not so funny really, more like ironic) is that the kid who was telling Brandon all of this is a teacher’s kid (she teaches at the school).  So, I hope she isn’t letting him watch these violent movies.  This kid is already kinda out of control, and Brandon seems to gravitate to those kinds of However, you can get your dose amended by the doctor, if already suffering from critical health conditions such as heart issue, depression, diabetes etc The common side cheap viagra discount are well tolerated. It cialis australia mastercard eliminates toxins from your blood and improves functioning of liver. Herbal medicines are known for their health by cialis low cost putting it second position among anti-impotent drugs. You need to get the treatment of professional viagra problem like erectile dysfunction in a man. kids.  He needs more calming influences, that’s for sure.
In unrelated news, we went to a car dealership who was sponsoring a fingerprinting session for the kids.  There to greet us was Spongebob.  Peyton cringed when he got within her comfort zone (10 foot radius).  He backed off, and gave her her space.  Brandon, on the other hand, went right up to him and gave him a high-five.  There was no line, so we walked right up, and they scanned their fingers and gave us a disc.  They assured us there was no record of the prints other than what was given to us.  Brandon went first, then Peyton sat down (on my lap) in the chair, and said, “Peyton’s turn.”  She gave the lady one finger at a time.  She wanted to walk out of the showroom on her own.  I let her down, and she ran up to Spongebob.  As soon as he turned around, she stopped and side stepped around.  Then she turned back in the opposite direction.  I had to pick her up and carried her around him.  She wouldn’t stop staring at him. She smiled, but that was all he got.  She didn’t dare let me go closer.