Thursday, April 24, 2008
Friday, April 18, 2008
As you can see, a bit of chaos ensued, teachers trying to get kids back to the stage, meanwhile several took on their own agenda.
Monday, April 14, 2008
Thursday, April 10, 2008
So as I'm waiting for his bus to pull up at the end of our driveway ... I'm imagining the crime scene at school. Charlie backed into a corner, mouth smeared with chocolate, crazed look in his eyes, "Don't come any closer I'm telling you. I have a beater and I'm not afraid to launch it."
The bus pulls up. I get on to get Charlie off and he immediately begins to cry. "Busdriver Dave, has Charlie been crying since you left school?" "No I think it just started when you got on the bus. But ya know ... I could be wrong ... I just tune it all out" Poor Busdriver Dave ... not a great way to spend retirement years.
Mom: Charlie, what's wrong?
Charlie: sob I had to sit in the cube chair by myself. sob
Mom: Why was that Charlie?
Charlie: sob Because I was sob crying.
Mom: Why were you in the chair and crying?
Charlie: big sob Because I licked chocolate.
Mom: Well Charlie ... don't do the crime if you can't do the time.
Charlie: sob I had a bad day.
That's when the Dave Powter "bad day" song - immortalized on American Idol - began playing in my head and it hasn't left me since.
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
The picture shows the Bernie Mevs that I referenced in my previous blog.
There was such an abundance of Silver Honda Odessey's at the grocers yesterday, I couldn't figure out where we parked ... Honest to God.
Mommy: Wow, which one is our car? There are so many.
Jet: Mommy, I have an idea. Hit the red button on your key and the car that lights up is ours.
Mommy: Good thinking, Jet. Let's see .... (off goes the alarm noise).
Jet: There it is Mommy.
Mommy: Thank you Jet. Slap another sticker on your chart for creative thinking.