Me: How was your day Connor?
Connor: Something really weird happened..... (then trails off and continues to get his snack)
Me: (a little suspicious and interest peaked I take the carrot) What happened?
Connor: (with apprehension and slightly perplexed) My teacher asked me what I wanted for Christmas today....
Me: That doesn't sound weird.
Connor: Then she asked my shoes size....
Me: Did you tell her? (things are beginning to sound weird)
Connor: Yeah, and she's like, "Are you sure?" And I was like, "Yeah, I wear an 8." (fidgets) Then she said, "Let me see." and had me take my shoe off and show her!
Me: Really? (Weird!!) Did everyone have to do that?
Connor: No just me and a couple other kids.
Me: (thinking......still thinking......!!!LIGHT BULB!!!) Are you on a list for poor kids Connor?
Connor: (aghast) No! .....I don't know! You think that's what it is?
Me: I know that's what it was!
Connor: She's asked a few times why I have duct tape on my shoes....
Me: And what did you tell her (guilt is now a brewing!)
Connor: I told her I was a skater.
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| Look at that face!! |
So here is my precious son whom has a brand new pair of Osirus' in that closet but prefers to wear the DC shoes held together by duct tape! Duct tape you ask? Yes! My boys were blowing through shoes every 3-4weeks due to skateboarding so I got them duct tape to keep ourselves out of the poor house! (lol!) And, yes, we've tried shoe goo and that proved a failed invention; there is just nothing that works like duct tape. lol!
Then I begin to take inventory of my childrens' state of poorness and realize (with quite some shock and a healthy dose of shame) they do look like homeless kids! (lol) Both the older boys use shoe stings to keep their pants up, despite the multiple belts they own. They both like to make there own skinny shorts, cutting them just below the knee, which I think looks absolutely Tom Sawyer ridiculous! And to top all that off, Noah decided last year that it isn't cool to wear a coat to school, so no one ever wants to wear a coat. Needless to say, Connor is never allowed to go outside at school because he never has a jacket! UGH!! Them Boys!!!
I tell Connor that he has to go to school and let them know that he is not a poor kid, because seriously we don't want monies to go to him that can be put to help some child who is truly needy. So he comes home Friday and he proceeds to tell me that it's not a poor-kid-donation thing, it's really just a Secret Santa list! Doh! (insert slap to the forehead here)! So it looks like Connor will be getting some kind of gifts from the school from a "Secret Santa" (cough...donations for the needy...cough) program! Fabulous! lol! And as a side note, I asked Noah if his teachers talked to him, and he said, "Yeah a few times." Like it was no big, you know. And I, very shocked respond, "A few times! (voice shrill) What did you say?" He says, still totally aloof, "I told 'em not to worry about it." WHAT!?!? Great! I have no doubt that we'll be getting gifts from the high school too! Jeesh! My poor homely children!
........long, long sigh
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