My first grader, Elliot, has a pal, Caleb, who lives up the street from us and is the son of one of my best friends. Caleb and Elliot have launched a club, which meets about twenty feet up in a tree in our backyard. The name of the club is "The Democratic Geniuses." Last night, they had an extended meeting of the DGC that involved them repeatedly asking me to send snacks up to them in the tree via a pulley and bucket they've rigged up. Because I was so nice about it, they told me I could be the club mascot. I asked what the club mascot is and they said they were going to get me a puma costume.


1 comment:

Chris Nystrom said...

On the other hand if you are in a Puma costume, you will not have to worry about your hair anymore.