We must be getting close to Valentine’s Day, because the word scanner is taking on a (unintended!) decidedly sexual connotation for me…. (Sorry, Dad.)
Anyway, if my scanner was working, I could actually show you this masterpiece of art and creativity sitting in front of me. However, my scanner (insert chuckle here) is being tempermental and so you will just have to trust me that after a long day, this particular project made me laugh so hard, tears came to my eyes.
Today was the 100th day of school! That’s exciting! I don’t know why, but apparently it is. And since first grade in public school is so challenging and inventive (and monkeys fly out of my butt), part of the celebration was to give each child a fake $100 bill and a story sheet headed “If I had a hundred dollars….”
Chickadee the vegetarian/veterinarian did not disappoint.
If I had a hundred dollars…
I would buy a baby sister because most people I no have baby sisters.
But that? That, my friends, is not the best part. The best part is the picture. There is a large building labelled “HOSPITAL” with a small baby dressed in pink, inside. The baby has a little speech balloon wherein she proclaims, “goo goo gaa gaa.” Aaawwwwww!!
And the little girl outside–presumably Chickadee–is clutching her $100 bill and declaring “I got cash!”
I’m a little disappointed, of course, that Chickadee hasn’t yet grasped all the subtle nuances of black market baby trade. The money should be in an envelope at the very least. And “I think we can reach an agreement” would make more sense than “I got cash.” Still–it’s not bad.
She got a little annoyed with me when I asked her if she was going to drop out of school and take care of the baby, though. “Don’t be SILLY, Mama!” she huffed.
Indeed. Let’s not be silly.