a mother and son came in to tour and talk about enrollment. the son announced that it smelled bad and hid his head under her shirt. i commented that what he was smelling was lunch and that we were having sweet potatoes. he began to whine from under his mother's shirt. she hastily apologized and told him that they were leaving. they were out the door before he took his head out from under her shirt and i could hear her comforting him as they left.
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