on President’s day.
So “Bruce” and I are having this conversation.
I say, “President’s Day?”
And he says, “Yeah, President’s Day.”
I say, “Don’t you mean Honest Abe Lincoln’s Birthday where you cut out silhouettes of his face and make log cabins with pretzels and read stories about walking 5 miles to return a book and about abolishing slavery?”
And he says, “No. President’s Day.”
And I say, “Don’t you mean His Excellency, President George Washington’s birthday where you cut out silhouettes of his face and make cherry tarts and read stories about chopping down trees and telling the truth and about crossing the Deleware with his freezing soldiers?”
And he says, “No. President’s Day.”
And I say, “Who’s birthday is that?”
And he grins and says, “Who cares? We get a day off of school.”
And my brain says….tick-tick-tick—–
KABOOM!
It’s a good thing he was kidding.
Switching a 17-year-old to home school could really put a chink in his chain.
OHHHHH, I would know that bald head ANYWHERE!!! BUSTED!!!!
I don’t know if I want to continue with my blog- yours is so much more fun! You always have the cutest way of saying things and it’s so fun to read. Love you- Ok… I will keep my blog going, but you know what I mean.
No way! I love your blog! You keep right on doing it and we’ll keep right on reading it. I loved all of Kate’s hair styles and your braveness to paint stuff. I’m way too chicken. Quit indeed! HA!
Hee hee… at least he knew the name of the day off… they have some random ones these days! 🙂 Then when you ask why he’s off it’s “I don’t know… Professional something day!” 😉
Ha! I love the single eye picture. He really does looked terrified that you’re putting him on here. Silly rabbit…