And I don't mean your nose.
School Days Blues:
I have some pretty good kids on my bus. Sure - they're noisy and have a tendancy to hang out in the aisle and swing their coats around, but they're still pretty good. One of the little girls on the other bus had her feelings hurt this afternoon as they were going out to the busses and she started screaming. Not just crying, but screaming like someone had twisted her arm or something. Not a pretty sound. All because she couldn't go first in the line. And the sad thing is - they couldn't get her to calm down and she was still screaming like that when they put her on the bus.
Awwww. they sang to me last night. Min baked a caked for me and did up a little card and had the kids sing, "Thanks and blessings to you" to the tune of happy birthday. I was quite touched. I mean, the kids are happy to see her come back, and sad to see me go...even though I'll still be serving as a back up. Though to be honest, with fuel prices being as they are, I'm not sure what our winter church schedule is going to be like.
These are my choices for tomorrow night - "Valiant" or "The 40 Year Old Virgin". oooookay. I think the cartoon might be the safest choice there.
I guess I dropped something of a bombshell the other day, saying how many brothers and sisters I have. To clarify: Dad had two wives, five kids by each. I am the first kid of the second marriage...#6...there is a thirteen year gap between me and #5...I was spoiled rotten until my brother Cliff came along and I've never recovered from having to share the spotlight. Needless to say I never know whether to suffer from the 'middle child syndrome' or the 'oldest child syndrome' ....... although to be honest, it's the oldest child one that comes out most often. The age span of the kids is 49 all the way down to 21. well, if you factor in their upcoming birthdays, it will soon be 50-22. The Brady Bunch we were not. Especially since Mom was only like, 9 years older than her oldest step-daughter.
ok. that's it. :)