A Story As Told By..

Last night, we attended a Christmas program at The Kid's school. Part of the program was base on literacy and the kids had to write stories about their parents. This is what he wrote about his mom and dad......

-She is small.. (thank you, extra dollar allowance)

-She see's lots of birds (no clue)

-She can't find her boots. (hmmm)

-She tries to swing. (he knows I am not athletic obviously)

-She is cute and slapiy. (again, no clue. when i asked he said he can't read it)

-She feels like poo.

Yes, that's right. My kid wrote for the whole world to see that his mom feels like poo. I looked at him and said, "what an imagination you have." His teacher then intervened and said, "maybe he wrote that on a day you didn't feel well." I wanted to say, "do you think that I am just a total whackadoodle now? And I won't even tell you what he wrote about his dad. Okay, I will.

-Dad is strong.

-His back hurts.

-He cannot get up.

-It is unbowelable.

-He is not happy.

I don't feel so bad. Talking to his little friend who is from England's mom, he wrote, his dad was the devil. 

So there you have it, from one seven year old kid, to the whole world, thank you for announcing that your parents are apparently total whack jobs. But I do find this somewhat humorous.

Good gawd people, Happy Friday. 

Dusty