Hello. Happy Halloween Eve.
We have a minimum day tomorrow and that is pretty much the only thing that is going to get me through the day. Our kids get to wear costumes for the first time ever (at my school) and I am a little alarmed, a little excited, and a little tired just thinking about it.
One little guy said, “Can I wear my mask?”
I said, sadly, “No. The principal said no masks. Sorry.”
He replied, “I’m going to be a knight. Can I bring my sword and shield?”
I said, even sadder, “Nooo. The principal said no weapons or extras or accessories.”
He looked off into space and said, “Well that just leaves only one thing left for me to wear . . . “
The injustice, I tell you.
I know I’ll just be counting the minutes until 12:32pm and Happy Hour. Which is 5pm. Clearly. Who do you think we are? But we might start our Happy Hour earlier than that depending on how fast we drive to the restaurant.
The other day, I shared my Trick and Treat with you which led to a question or two, and maybe an email or two so I am following up on that post.
I shared that I rubber band my desks together because I don’t have tables and I cannot stand when the desks move apart and become crooked and slanted and sloping and not in the wonderful, organized arrangement that I carefully measured with a measuring tape before school started.
So I rubber band the desks together in order to Prohibit All Kinds Of Desk Movement.
I have banned Desk Movement in my room. We refer to it as Say No To Crack. It is Red Ribbon Week, after all.