I have packed 16 t-shirts, 7 pairs of pants, 6 long sleeved shirts, 4 sweat shirts, 7 swim suits, 14 pairs of shorts, 5 sets of pajamas, 8 pairs of underwear, 3 pairs of boots, 4 pairs of socks, a pair of running shoes, running clothes, 3 sleeping bags, a set of sheets, a quilt, a pillow, two pillow pets, a pack and play, a pack and play sheet, 3 bath towels, 2 beach towels, 2 lanterns, 3 flashlights, a potty seat, four hockey sticks, balls, trucks, bug houses, diapers, wipes, glow sticks, sand toys, 16 tiny boxes of cereal, 20 juice boxes, 8 milk boxes, 72 eggs, a pound of cheese, 40 tortillas, salsa, 5 pounds of sausage, 2 portable DVD players, 8 DVD's, an Innotab, 2 Leapsters, an iPad, paper, crayons, a hiking back pack, an Ergo Carrier, dog food, marshmallows, plates, trash bags, forks, knives, spoons, chips, fruit, vegetables, almonds, AND....wait for it...wait for it...beer...and Maker's Mark.
We talk about who will be camping with us. I mention Uncle Chris. "You mean hilarious, silly Uncle Chris?" Lil asks. "He's so funny, I call him hilarious. Hilarious means even funnier than funny." She says. I tell her his girlfriend Christel will be there too. "Well if Christel is his girlfriend, then who is his wife?" Lillian wanted to know. What? You didn't learn about that in preschool? You did graduate this morning right? You may just have to give that diploma back. You are obviously not ready for the world. As they promised when they cashed that check every month. Or maybe you are more ready than we thought. Depending upon how you look at it. However, just so you know, it's sort of frowned upon to have both. Let's talk about the smores. In Lillian's final evaluation for the year, her teacher commented "She makes me laugh and enjoys playing jokes in the class." In other words, she's hilarious. Even funnier than funny.
Last night, Sean and I worked on our preschool graduation gift. A fabulous idea from a friend. A Dum Dum flower pot. It required a Styrofoam ball. No time to go to Michael's, Seany grabbed some foam from a 20 year old dead plant at work. We painted a flower pot, stuck the pops in, and were very impressed with ourselves. Maybe it was the beer. The kids didn't even know what it was. Lil pulled it out of the bag and they all just screamed POPS!
Lil makes me laugh too, and I do appreciate her jokes. But somehow, I think the jokes on us.
Happy Memorial Day to my heros... Sean, Butch, Chris B., Chris C., Pop-Pop Jim, Pop-Pop Rudy, Uncle Jimmy, Andy, Jeff and Pat. You guys rock. Enjoy your day.
|I made her act like she knew what it was.|
|Taped the 20 year old foam together|
|We should have just wrapped up the beer.|