Beds

Two Kindergarten students on two separate occasions described their sleeping arrangements in their home.  One boy told me (amidst moderate stuttering), "I sleep next to my step-brother's bed in a sleeping bag.  If he sleeps somewhere else, then I can sleep in his bed."  A little girl from another family attempted to describe the chair that she sleeps in.  I thought it might be a recliner.  But she didn't understand the word "recliner" and she also gave me a funny look when I attempted to demonstrate how a chair can recline.

And I'm disappointed in the nap of my carpet.

Go, Illini!

Mr. Rellim and I met my dad in Champaign last night for the opening game of the football season.  Just as we arrived, a severe storm blew in, trapping us in football purgatory.  Stadium staff would not let us stand outside the doors and would not let us take our seats.  We were corralled like cattle, restricted to wandering in the concession/souvenir areas for nearly three hours.

Not one to give up on a live game, we could not convince Mr. Rellim to leave when the storm finally ended.  To keep our spirits up, Mike said, "The game will start soon. See all those people running to their cars?  They will be re-drunk soon and we will have fun!

The other great thing was when we received an impromptu personal serenade by The Other Guys.

 

Krispy Kreme Doughnuts

A local group had about 200 boxes of Krispy Kreme Doughnuts leftover following a fundraiser last Saturday.  Quinn came home with a box on Thursday.  He was pretty excited because he had offered the group $5 for the box.  Instead the group's leader gave it to him for free. 

Why?  "Because," explained Quinn, "the boxes had been 'improperly' stored."

I nearly gagged.  He smiled because he had eaten four doughnuts before I threw out the rest.