Dyslexic
I took my little dyslexic grandson into town last Saturday.
He asked, "Granddad, can we go to McDonald's?"
I replied, "If you can spell McDonald's for me, I'll buy you a Happy Meal"
We walked along in silence for a minute or two.
Then he exclaimed,
He asked, "Granddad, can we go to McDonald's?"
I replied, "If you can spell McDonald's for me, I'll buy you a Happy Meal"
We walked along in silence for a minute or two.
Then he exclaimed,
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