Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Severe spud warning

As my fellow Midwesterners will attest, Mother Nature has been downright crazy this spring. Batshit crazy, if you will.

So Sherri wasn't the least bit surprised when Brennan solemnly told her, "Mom, we had a potato drill at school today."

After having to tell both grandmas about the potato drill, Brennan must have realized something was amiss, because he later refused to call it a potato drill. Instead, he reduced it to something far less dire: a tomato drill. 

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