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They're kindof a BIG Deal...

These two munchkins are showing why I love them so much...the attached picture is their faces after I yelled, "Dirty Underwear" to get them to smile...I realized I was on to something and keep yelling "Dirty Underwear" over and over and over again...if it wasn't for my wife's chagrined face I still would be yelling "Dirty Underwear"...I had those two in a frenzy...Micah was squealing like a pig and Kole couldn't breath he was laughing so hard...I feel blessed, my wife feels even more chagrined now that I blogged about it...(click on the image to magnifiy it and see the good drool that Micah has going)

The wife signed me up...

Kole's Pre-K teacher, Mrs. Hall, reminded me today that my wife signed me up for Career Day next week in Kole's class. Thank you...and come on.

I was told I would be following a banker, and then a parent who sells medical equipment, in which he may bring in some plastic arms and legs as props. Mrs. Hall led me to believe the plastic arms and legs are going to be a big hit.

What props do I have to dazzle 4 year-olds that can compete with plastic arms and legs?

Nothing is coming to mind. Pretty sure I want to go after the banker, unless he is handing out free money.

Suggestions are welcomed as to how I can not make my son's Pre-K class completely turned off to being a Pastor; thereby preserving the fact that I am still number one in my sons eyes.

Dominating Kickball may have been short-sighted

Everyday I ask Kole how his day at school was. Recently he answered by telling me that he learned about mammals. He said, "They have hair, they have babies, don't lays eggs and aren't cold blooded." Then to my demise, he asked me if I knew that. Honestly, I couldn't tell you what a mammal was. I said, "Bud, daddy didn't know any of that." To which my wife looked at me with a dumbfounded stare, non-verbally informing me she wanted the last 12 years of her life back. Now realizing I had without a doubt just proved she had married down, and she was stuck with an idiot, I defensively said, "Public school sucked."

So, I have told a few people my story of "Being dumber than a pre-K-er", and everyone else in the world, who also went to public school, already knew the definition of a mammal. Am I the only one on the planet who didn't know the definition of a mammal? What was I doing in school during mammal week?

That answer is pretty simple, I was dominating in Kickball, foursquare, Russian dodge ball and basketball during mammal week. The main reason I went to school was not to learn, but to hone my athletic abilities on the playground. I would just about cry on days we didn't have P.E. or outside recess due to rain. And don't even get me started about the days we decided to stay inside to do arts and crafts or talk about mammals, or math or whatever and not PLAY KICKBALL.

I did my time in the classroom, so I could live life to the fullest on the playground. The playground was my sanctuary. If the classroom clock was within 25 minutes of recess or P.E. I went into lock-down mode and began mentally envisioning my playground glory.

This now all seems to be have been short-sighted if I am already getting stumped by Kole in Pre-K; I am pretty sure I am screwed. Sweet. Should have pulled it together educationally early on, now I am really paying for my misplaced focus. Let this be a lesson to all you kids...kickball is just for a moment, but mammals, they are everywhere.

"We don't need to brush our teeth..."

Kole could barely contain himself tonight. He is so excited to go to the beach tomorrow. This makes me excited and delighted as his daddy, to see how much joy he gets from going on our traditional "cold" beach family vacation together. He knows we are only going for 3 days, two nights, so he wants to leave at 6am sharp. He told me tonight that when we wake-up tomorrow morning, "we don't need to brush our teeth, just get in the car" and go to the beach.

Deborah and I, when we get sleep, love being Kole and Micah's daddy and mommy.