Sarah, you may want to skip this one.
Somehow, despite talking all afternoon (since she can't talk in class, she has all this crazy pent up talking energy when she gets home), she managed to save one gem as her third bedtime stall tactic:
"Hey, Daddy, wanna hear somefing gross dat happened at recess today?"
Dave was drawn in, "Sure."
"Dere was a dead bird on da ground and everyone fought it was so gross, so I picked it up by its beak and frew it over da fence. It was O'Shaun's bird because he found it, but I frew it over da fence and we all laughed."
"Um, Mabes, you probably shouldn't pick up dead birds because there could be bugs or germs on it."
"It's okay, Daddy, dere were no bugs on it. Only feaders. And den I went into da class and washed my hands wif soap, and went back to playing."
Even though it was hours after the fact, I went in and made Mabes use a bunch of hand sanitizer. I tried to hide my face so she couldn't see how horrified I was by the dead bird story, or how much I was trying not to laugh. Gross.
Monterey revisited
8 years ago
3 comments:
She's already the cool kid who will throw a dead bird. You should be proud. :)
Gagging....RIGHT NOW! Totally hilarious! My mil would probably mail us the dead bird! Way to go Mabes :)
ummm...is it bad if my take away message is that there's a child in emaline's class named, ahem, O'SHAUN? horrifying.
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