Stinky Feet

Pete had a great time in Washington D.C. for his class trip. He and Dad B went together. It was 4 busloads of 5th graders and their parent of choice and lots of teachers. They did all the usual things you do in D.C. The Air and Space Museum, Arlington Cemetery, The Capitol Building... we heard three stories when Pete and Dad B got back.

Third favorite.... the hotel management was upset because SOMEONE (I know him!!) plugged up a bunch of toilets and overflowed them then stuck their hand in a tray of bacon so it all had to be removed and thrown away.

Second favorite.....Pete got to pick the bed he and Dad B would sleep in. Either the soft comfy queen size or the lumpy pull out.... the other Father/son they were sharing the room with got the other. Pete picked the pull out. Why? It had a better view of the TV! Dad B's back was thrilled!! :)

First favorite.... One of the kids on another bus took his shoes off. Everyone in the area moaned and told him to put them back on. He picked up his sock and waved it under the nose of the kid sitting near him. This kid had just eaten.... a lot. He threw up... all over the stinky feet kid. That made the stinky feet kid throw up... after that it was a vomit fest.

What a joy class trips are!!! Doesn't it just make you want to run out and teach fifth grade?!!! I know that father and son both had fun. I am glad they enjoyed the time together and really happy to have them back home. :)

The one handed someone

This morning Dill could not find his gloves. Since every morning the temperature starts with "negative" something Pepper and I have been monitoring carefully that the boys have gloves, hat, zipped coat, etc before heading to the bus stop. This is the second day in a row he has lost them. Yesterday he had red gloves.... he could only find one. So Pepper gave him a new pair, black ones this time. This morning he had one black glove and one red glove.... both for the same hand. I asked, "Where are you leaving your gloves?!" Dill said someone is taking them. This is a common excuse in our house. Of course, it could not be the person that cannot find something's fault.... SOMEone must have moved, taken, borrowed, hid or misplaced it. I said, "Who? Pete has his gloves!" (Pete was at that moment frantically searching for his coat... he said Macy must have taken it out of the closet without telling him.... yeah, right!!) Very seriously, Dill said "There is someone (oh, no... him again!!) at school taking my gloves." Immediately I responded, "I know EXACTLY who it was.... who is that kid in your class with only one hand?" Dill thought about it and said, "No one, everybody has two hands in my class." Shouldn't my children have a really good grasp of sarcasm since they live with me?!! We found a pair of gloves for him.... I wonder if the one handed someone likes blue gloves too. :)