The Lindsay Clan

Storytime!!

Once upon a time there was a little boy named Josh who thought it would be very funny to show his kindergarten class his underpants.  Josh stood up on the highest step in the storytime cubby and dropped his jeans, showing the world his super-cool Star Wars boxers.  Sadly though, his underwear was not the only thing on display that day.  Un-beknownst to Josh, the flap of his boxers was open and there, in plain sight for all the class to see was his “pee-pee”.  Children around him gasped, not so much because of what they saw but because they knew…. Josh was in sooooooo much trouble.  Quickly Josh pulled up his pants, but alas it was too late.  That big, fat tattle-tell McKadence had already popped up and ran to the teacher to spill the beans. 

 “I’m so glad I kicked her in the head last month,” Josh thought ruefully as he watched McKandence gleefully explain to Ms. Snow what she saw. 

 Later, Josh slowly walked out of the classroom.  With dread he realized each step took him closer to his mother whom the teacher was calling even now.  “Surely,” he thought, “I will be grounded from video games for forever.  This will be the worst day ever”   When his mom arrived to the principal’s office, he stood before her solemnly, understanding that his fate and happiness was balancing on the brink.  As he recounted the story, he hung his head lower and lower as he grasped the seriousness of his crime.  The GIANT principal looked down at Josh and said in his booming voice, “Young man, we do not pull our pants down in class.”   

Josh nodded his head lugubriously.

 “I’ll agree to anything if it gets me out of this,” he thought.  The meeting seemed to last for hours and just when Josh began to despair, the principal told him to go with the warning, “if this happens again our next visit won’t be so fun.”

 “Fun?” thought Josh.  “This wasn’t fun; it was the most boringest talk ever!”  As he and his mother walked out the door, the bounce returned to his step.  He hadn’t died, a week without video games was doable, and he wanted to get home to ride his big wheels.  “Josh,” he mother asked, “Were you scared?”

 “Nah,” came his quick reply.  “I’ve been in there before.  Can I have some gum?” 

And he lived happily ever after (at least until the next trip to the principal’s office.)

 THE  END

 

 

So much, must smile.

Two months since I posted! Of all the things that have had to give the past year, the entries on my blog have been the saddest to me. I love/loved to capture a few memories and record how stinking cute/funny/ornery my family is.

I've been in school for almost a year. I can't believe how fast it's gone though I look forward and think, "Crud, I have so much time left still!" But December will get here soon enough. In fact, I'm writing this post in the middle of finishing a paper and I really must get back. BUT... I had to write down what I'm experience right now... sitting in a quiet room, kids in bed. I looked up and glanced across the room. It's tidy but there's a red Tonka firetruck tuck under a chair, a pair of lego tennis shoes sitting where a cute five year stepped out of them, and a crown where Calvin, the King of the Super Hero's, left it perched on a pile of clean laundry. My sweet husband is downstairs folding the rest of the laundry; he'll be back for the other stack shortly.

Family, marriage, kids, work, school... there's just so much. So much I just must smile.