Mrs. DeVore

If you ever want to hear the truth, ask a child. Luckily, I have 9 of them in my class that speak the ultimate truth....they call me pretty. No truer words were ever spoken.
(To translate the blury writing, the above picture says: I love Mrs. DeVore. She is lovely. She is for God. She is Mrs. DeVore. She is pretty. She is funny. She is filled with lots of love.")

(My right arm is on a diet, and my left shoulder may have a tumor...not sure...)