My Mother Is Brilliant

So, the moth. He's just a little, weensie, tiny bit stubborn. Not sure where he got that from.

Quiet, you.

Anyhow, he's taken to wearing his clothes inside-out and backwards. He's not a part of Kriss-Kross, so he's got no excuse.

I mentioned to my mom that this bothered me for some reason. I would ask him to wear his clothes right, but he would always come down looking like a hobo.

Given that I wore dead men's clothes when I was in school, because I found them comfortable and they appealed to my lack of fashion sense, I feel I have no room to comment on any of my children's fashion faux pas. However, I did mention it to mom.

She told me that I needed to make a stand. Tim is 8. I was 16 when I wore my stupid clothes, which were always neat and clean. I said I didn't really feel like making waves. She said if I let the little things slide, the big ones would too. The next time he came in with clothes inside out/backwards, I should re-dress him IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROOM, loudly proclaiming that he was too much of a baby to dress himself.

I ran this by John, who started laughing.

I then did it.

Tim has worn his clothes correctly since then.

My mom, she is brilliant.

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Speaking of Kriss Kross, I was watching this 90's music show. Wow, 90's had some GREAT music (Fiona Apple? Jewel? SoundGarden? Radiohead? Ahhhh... the list goes on). Also, some AWFUL music (I'm too sexy for... Kriss Kross'll make you Puke Puke!! Make It Stop!)

A friend's friend was a DJ at a college radio station at the time. Someone called into his show and requested Kriss Kross. Now, from what I understand, he was more likely to play the latest coming out of Seattle or East Coast/West Coast rival rappers and their proteges than the pop of the day. And everyone knew it. But still, the stupid request. So he said, OK, some Chris Cross coming right up for So And So (only he used her real name), and he dug up an old LP of Sailing by Christopher Cross.

I'll bet he didn't get a whole lot of requests after that. :)

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School is almost done. I am studying for the physics PRAXIS. Stupid tests. Anyhow, end of year is a lot of fun. I took my juniors on a field trip to see some stuff at the science festival, and it was great. They had a blast and were super well behaved. And I was the first teacher in a while to take the WHOLE GRADE on a field trip, so they really liked me for a little bit.

Then the math teacher decided to reward the juniors with a trip to see the Avengers.

Way to out class me, math teacher. Sheesh. :)

So we went up to my old stomping grounds at TEMPLE on Tuesday and watched the movie. The kids were, once again, great. All present and accounted for. And appreciative.  And we had like 7-10 parents volunteer both times to be chaperones.

I love my school.

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And now, I must shower, for I smell bad.

Later gators. I leave you with this picture, which I found on the internets, and I find extremely funny. If anyone knows a doctor who can diagnose this sense of humor, let me know. Stat.

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