On Thursday, I was asked to be the Vice President of the Parent Teacher League.
A two year position with automatic promotion to President during the 2nd year.
I don't know whether to laugh or cry...
mostly both at the same time.
P.S. I do owe you the letter/principal meeting update (interesting and completely supportive FYI) & the recipes I promised! I had another eye pain/migraine and then got sidetracked at a fucking MLM "party" for essential oils, a boy has proclaimed his love for Kid (and invited her to go golfing this summer?! lol), and then the whole PTL thing happened... the week kind of got away from me.
Saturday, May 11, 2013
Wednesday, May 8, 2013
The other night while eating dinner,
I was slightly disgusted at the way Kid was using her knife
to shovel as much food as possible onto her fork.
"Jeez, what are you a Revolutionary War soldier eating in a tavern?"
I said by way of reprimand.
Without blinking an eye,
Kid raised her fist in the air and shouted out...
"Huzzah for George Washington!"
I nearly spit out my food in honor of such
a perfect, well timed, brilliant comeback.