February 29, 2008

Normally I give my blogs a title, but it's not every year we have a 29th of February.


I felt a bit like Bob Barker... or Drew Carey for you babies.

"Child Number One, come on down!"

The first contestant had a seat on the sofa. "Tell your father why your assistant principal had to call me today AND you have In School Suspension tomorrow..."

"Go to your room. Child Number Three, come on down!"

The second contestant took his seat. "Tell your father why you've been suspended from school for three days..."

"Go to your room. Child Number Two, come on down!" I didn't tell her she was a winner. Instead she was instructed to get her shoes and coat.

"Why?"

I gave her The Look.

"Ohhh..."

"Here's the key. Unlock the car door. It's the round one... teeth down... umm, turn left... still locked? Turn right..." She finally got the door open. "Drat, I forgot something." I returned with two LARGE Slurpee cups.

She squealed with glee.

"The Good Child gets the Slurpee."

Mommy gets one, too. Just "because".