Back to School night...

Since the beginning of school I have been busy, and not found much of anything worth sharing. The one worthy piece I have for you is in regards to my son Clay. It seems his sense of humor and wit is shared with all...yes all... ecspecially the naive. At Back to School night a mom approached me and said she had a question. I thought it might be in regards to the teacher so I was more than willing to give my two cents worth. As the mother began, I couldn't believe, well, really I could believe what she was saying. Clay asked her son for a dollar. This seems innocent right? If one could use Clay's name and the term "innocent" in the same sentence with a straight face it would be an oxymoron. The purpose of asking for the dollar was so that little "Johnny" (we'll spare the chap embarrassment) could join Clay's club and be his friend. To further complicate the issue Clay convinced a "real" friend to tell little "Johnny" that he had paid Clay a dollar to be in his club.

Now I was trying not to laugh, so hard that I might spit, in the mothers face. I knew it really was an 'innocent' (term used LOOSELY) thing, but... I had to present to all sides concerned, an air of being, well, being concerned. I assured her it was most likely a joke and that her son would be receiving an apology (and a free membership) via my little pumpkins remorseful face and lips, post haste!

Upon arriving home I asked my darlin' for a buck. He said "I don't have one!" I announced
"To bad, you can't be in my club." That cat eatin' grin spread across his face (see I am very, very familar with it) and he stated "Ah mom, it was only a joke!" He knew! He knew exactly what I was talking about. I demanded a list of all the boys and girls he terrorized on the playground and bullied into giving him a dollar. He assured me proudly, little "Johnny" was the only one. "Oh!" I think he got the hint that It wasn't something to be proud of from my demeanor. After, I explained the expectations of how he was to grovel for little "Johnny's" forgiveness I sent him to his room and laughed so hard I peed my pants. Well, I am 40 and have had 4 children, peeing my pants is fairly common these days. I don't know why I bother mentioning it here.

Some of you might be aghast at my humor of the incident. I see it really as humor and wit, and maybe a little bit of bullying. I know in his heart of hearts he's a good kid. I'm sure this isn't a path toward a life of crime. I never condoned his behavior. I think he'll grow up just fine! Anybody have a dollar?

I recently received an e-mail with this YouTube for mom's. My son's extortion made this even funnier. Please take the time to visit it. I wish I knew how to add it to my blog. I'll try to learn and add it later. You will enjoy it.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w_oc1j5NakY