The Board Meeting

Brandon had been the business manager at Norwell for a few months. Connor was about three years old. Every month, Barndon had to go to school board meetings which he would just call board meetings when he talked about them. He would tell the boys or Jessica he would be late that night because he had a board meeting.

After a few months of this, I had the boys somewhere and Connor picked up a piece of wood. It was flat and almost square. He said he needed to keep it to give to his dad. I didn't really ask him why, but just said ok.

When Brandon got home that night, Connor gave him the piece of wood. Brandon said "Thanks, buddy. What is this for?"

Connor said "well, for your board meetings."