When I was six . . .
I went to school with a black eye on April Fools Day.
Oh yeah.
That's how my family rolled.
One year was on crutches.
One year I found a plastic bag in my sandwich at lunch.
One year I wore a sling on my left arm.
I wish I had a picture of it . . .
My mom did such an awesome job making it look real.
To the point that my teacher {once she was in on the joke} called the school nurse to look at me.
What a great joke.
Oh yeah.
That's how my family rolled.
One year was on crutches.
One year I found a plastic bag in my sandwich at lunch.
One year I wore a sling on my left arm.
I wish I had a picture of it . . .
My mom did such an awesome job making it look real.
To the point that my teacher {once she was in on the joke} called the school nurse to look at me.
What a great joke.
I'm thinking about doing the same thing for Gavin for school tomorrow.
Sort of anti-climatic, I know, since it's not April Fools.
But maybe his teacher will find the humor of running into the doorknob.
Maybe not.
Maybe not.
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