The Ice Bucket Challenge

So.

I went back to teaching PE today, and I’m not going to lie.

Do you remember the scene in the movie Overboard, where Goldie Hawn is a bit… ah… lethargic, after having tried hard work for the first time?

maxresdefaultThat was pretty much me when I came home today.

What I wanted to do was put on a pair of baggy pajama pants and a fluffy bathrobe at 4:00 this afternoon, crawl into my bed, and have room service bring a cheeseburger to my door, but then I remembered that I’m the mom around here, and the boys in my life were hungry.

I fixed them all a gourmet dinner of scrambled eggs and toast, because MAMA HAD PRE-KINDERGARTEN PE FOR THE FIRST TIME TODAY WITH THE NEW LITTLE GUYS and SHE NEEDS TO LIE DOWN AND RECOVER and EGGS DON’T REQUIRE A LOT OF ATTENTION!

I think it all hit in PE, when I asked my brand new pre-k’ers, “Does anyone know what kinds of things we do in gym class?” and someone shouted out, “My uncle’s name is Jim!”  And then I said, “The volleyball net is going to be up in the gym for a while, because the junior high girls are playing volleyball for a while yet.  We’ll have the net to work around until Halloween,” and someone else said, “I’m going to be a princess for Halloween!” and another one said, “I want to be a pirate with blood all over for Halloween, but my mom said that I can’t have blood, because blood is violent.”  And then I said, “And if we ever need to leave the gym for any reason… like to go to the bathroom… we must ALWAYS ask first, so that I know where you are at,” and fourteen of them all said, AT THE EXACT SAME TIME, “I have to go potty!”

And then one of my third graders asked me, “Are we ever going to square dance in PE?”

Um… no.  This is not Hee Haw, and Hubs and I flunked our ballroom dancing class.

Other than that, the first day of PE was fantastic.

In other news, we joined the national bandwagon movement of the Ice Bucket Challenge.  Hubs’ office was challenged to have buckets of ice water dumped over their heads, in order to promote awareness of the disease ALS, and to raise money for research.  Then our friends, Paul and Katie, challenged their youngest daughter, Avery, and the boy to take a bucket of water over their heads, so we trucked ourselves on up to their house last night.

The boy’s primary goal was to NOT BEHAVE LIKE A DRAMATIC GIRL and NOT TO SCREAM AND FLAP HIS ARMS IN GONE WITH THE WIND HYSTERICS when the ice water hit him.

I think he nailed it.

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Which means that Thing 2, who was already in his pajamas, due to an unfortunate incident of him feeding himself mashed potatoes for dinner and needing an early bath PRONTO, got to run around all he wanted.

IMG_8719 IMG_8722 IMG_8723 IMG_8724 IMG_8740 IMG_8744 IMG_8755 IMG_8774 IMG_8781And now we’ll write a check to send in for ALS research, and we’re done, because between Hubs and the boy, our family has taken all the ice water to the head that we intend to take.

Mainly, because I WILL demonstrate enough dramatic hysteria to look like Dynasty meets Gone With The Wind meets Fourteen Year Old Pack of Girls.

And with that, people, I really am going to call it a night.  I’m going to call Room Service, and see if they can’t maybe bring a hot fudge sundae to my door.

Happy Tuesday, y’all.

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