The Boy’s class was discussing rules & why we have them. They were asked to illustrate some of the rules they follow every day.
Here is The Boy’s contribution:
“Don’t go outside after dark. Dinosaurs will get you.”
“Don’t go hand to hand combat with a ghost.”
Words to live by.
I was going through some old artwork of The Boy’s. This is one he did in pre-school in 2009. Apparently, that year we saw the first black President and, according to this, the first black Pope.
He may not get the name right, but The Boy sure knows bad music when he hears it.
*”Bo!” is how a 2nd grader writes “Boo!” Don’t judge.
Ummm…. Huh?
This is what the kit is supposed to look like:
And this is what happens when you make the kit with The Boy:
“Elves will die!”*
“Noooo!! Not the reindeer!”*
“Ah… the sweet taste of carnage.”*
*Actual quote from The Boy.
Dear Viewing Public: Please do not inundate me with comments & emails about my son needing psychological help because he created a scene of carnage out of elves & reindeer. He is a boy. A 7-year-old boy. If your 7-year-old boy is not creating scenes of carnage out of everyday items, THEY’RE the ones who need psychological help. It’s what 7-year-old boys do. True story.
There are activity sheets at our church for the kids to do during Mass. The Boy usually grabs one then spends most of the time drawing over the pictures or coloring on the sides. Today’s sheet had one of those “One of These Things is Not Like the Others”. There were about six Baby Jesuses (Jesi?) lined up & The Boy was supposed to simply circle the one that wasn’t like the others. But “simply” isn’t a word The Boy knows. Here are my two favorites:
Crud My Kids Say 