When Ella was in first grade, every Monday she had to write in a journal about what she had done that weekend. Every other month, the teacher would then send home the journal for the parents to read. The Monday after Super Bowl in the year that the NY Giants won, my jaw dropped a little while reading her story about Adam having a party to watch the Big Game. She had started off with all the regular details – friends and family were over, everyone was wearing red, blue and white, there was a ton of food and a cake shaped like a football. It all painted a picture of a nice and vanilla Super Bowl party. The closing to her story made me cringe as I imagined what the teacher might be thinking when Ella shared the detail that when “Dad’s team won, he sprayed ‘bear’ all over the house.” Yes, this was true. Adam had acted like our home was a locker room and he was literally on the team when he shook up a bottle of beer in each hand and sprayed it around while screaming with joy over the win. I was just praying that with her spelling error mistaking bear for beer, the teacher might go so far as to think he was spraying “cheer” around the room or “bear” hugs – or something that didn’t make us seem like a bunch of drunk, nut jobs with sports fever. As I signed the bottom page of her story to show that I had read the journal entry, I thought that I probably couldn’t even imagine the things that the teacher got to read – Ella’s journal alone could give her a weekend recap full of crazy. It might have been like “Quick Strips” through the eyes of a child. Eeek! That’s scary stuff. If she starts drawing naked people with weird hands and feet on her stories, I will have to step in and start doing some damage control…..
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