Kid Clips

All of these stories happened on Sunday. For some reason, Sunday is a funny day around here.

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The Webmaster and I taught Tad’s Sunday School class. We had three boys and two girls in class. It was a pretty decent size for a summer Sunday. The Webmaster had just stepped out for a moment, so I had the kids by myself. They were all playing after doing their craft.

Tad picked up the Webmaster’s coffee cup from a table, thinking it was mine, and took a big swig. I will usually let Tad sip on my coffee, but my coffee is always heavily doctored. The Webmaster, however, drinks his black.

Poor Tad. I realized at once what he’d done, and he was holding it all in his mouth, looking ready to spit. I immediately grabbed him and tipped his head back, yelling, “Swallow! Swallow it!”

Tad opened his mouth and let the coffee pour out of his mouth into my open hand, which was cupped under his chin.

The Webmaster walked in at that moment, while I am laughing hysterically and leading Tad to the garbage can. Auntie sees us and her mouth is open in shock.

“It’s not vomit, it’s coffee,” I reassured everyone through my giggles. Auntie took Tad to get cleaned up, and I washed my hands with sanitizer.

I think that might stop Tad from drinking from unmarked coffee cups in the future, now that he knows what his dad drinks.

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The rest of the stories all involve Ane, the Brain, and Head.

When we go over to Friend and Doc’s house, the three older kids ALWAYS end up playing “Star Wars” together. I overheard part of their play before dinner, as the Brain said to Head (referring to Ane), “This is not the girl you’re looking for. Really.”

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Right before we said grace at dinner, we adults hear Head – who has a tender heart and is extremely sensitive to, well, everything – begin to cry. Friend asked him what was wrong.

Head pointed an accusatory finger at Ane and the Brain. “They won’t let me go on their honeymoon with them!”

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As this continued running gag of Ane-and-the-Brain-getting-married goes on, we adults are getting kind of tired of it. Mostly because we’ve been waiting almost a year for this particular one to wear itself out.

After the honeymoon comment (in which we told Head that honeymoons are for brides and grooms who have just gotten married, not for younger brothers), Friend sternly informed the boys that they are going to college and FINISHING before they get married, otherwise there will be no parental help in either college or wedding costs.

I’m less militant about college. I said, “Ane, you don’t have to go to college, but if you don’t, you will have to get a job as soon as you get out of high school to support yourself. And if you still want to be an astronaut – ”

“I do!” Ane cut in.

“Then you have to go to college,” I finished.

Digesting this last bit of information, the Brain suddenly piped up. “I think I will get a job at a car wash.”

I’m not sure that will support Ane in the lifestyle to which she is accustomed, but at least he has goals.

This entry was posted on Tuesday, July 7th, 2009 at 12:34 am and is filed under Children, From the Church Front, Group o' Friends.
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