The Early Bird
Gets to choose the best outfit.
Mr. P's preschool is having their annual Christmas Pageant, with this year's theme being "Christmas Around the World" and as this is a Lutheran school, there is no tiptoeing around the holiday. No "Yuletide Around the World" or "Winter Festival Around the World" over here. It's straight up Christmas, and if you've got a problem with that, don't enroll your kid in a Christian school.
I am always early dropping him off to school because I am just anal like that about almost any appointment or obligation. I have yet to drop him off late. I know I just somehow put that curse out on myself, and it is now echoing through the cosmos, probably coming back to bite me in the ass on the day I need to take him to his SAT's.
So, there I am being all early and stuff, when I see that there is a sign-up sheet on the little table the teacher has set up outside the door. I pick it up, and it seems that this year the school is being anal as well, for there are actual outfits that must be worn to this year's Christmas Pageant. I look at the two choices for boys:
White Dress Shirt and Khaki Pants
or
Blue Dress Shirt, Blue Pants and Blue Suspenders
Huh?
Blue Suspenders? I have no idea where you can even purchase blue suspenders around here. I can't even remember the last time I saw a child, or even a grown man wearing suspenders.
So of course, I sign up for the relatively easy white shirt and khaki pants.
I watched as some of the moms straggled in to class as I was getting in my car. And all I could think was, you are gonna be the chumps who have to go searching high and low for some suspenders that your kid will most likely never wear again.
Suckers.
Mr. P's preschool is having their annual Christmas Pageant, with this year's theme being "Christmas Around the World" and as this is a Lutheran school, there is no tiptoeing around the holiday. No "Yuletide Around the World" or "Winter Festival Around the World" over here. It's straight up Christmas, and if you've got a problem with that, don't enroll your kid in a Christian school.
I am always early dropping him off to school because I am just anal like that about almost any appointment or obligation. I have yet to drop him off late. I know I just somehow put that curse out on myself, and it is now echoing through the cosmos, probably coming back to bite me in the ass on the day I need to take him to his SAT's.
So, there I am being all early and stuff, when I see that there is a sign-up sheet on the little table the teacher has set up outside the door. I pick it up, and it seems that this year the school is being anal as well, for there are actual outfits that must be worn to this year's Christmas Pageant. I look at the two choices for boys:
White Dress Shirt and Khaki Pants
or
Blue Dress Shirt, Blue Pants and Blue Suspenders
Huh?
Blue Suspenders? I have no idea where you can even purchase blue suspenders around here. I can't even remember the last time I saw a child, or even a grown man wearing suspenders.
So of course, I sign up for the relatively easy white shirt and khaki pants.
I watched as some of the moms straggled in to class as I was getting in my car. And all I could think was, you are gonna be the chumps who have to go searching high and low for some suspenders that your kid will most likely never wear again.
Suckers.
Comments
Heidi
Actually, the pastor of my church wears suspenders but that's because his gut is such a protruding mass, that without the straps, his pants would wrap around his ankles in the middle of his sermon.
BTW, as a veteran parent at a lutheran school, let me share with you my wisdom and experience: don't throw away that shepherd's costume because you will need it year after year. Every year you will wonder, "why did I get rid of it last year?" and will have to rip up another bedsheet. There is clearly a potential market for last-minute shepherd costumes.
Then again, he'd never wear them again and you just parted with $15 plus shipping for SUSPENDERS.
You are some kind of genius, methinks.
You're going to have to let us know just how many kids come with suspenders on. That's too funny!
I would be the mom who is rushing around town the night before the pageant looking for the suspenders.
Gosh, those people really get under my skin. LOL.
I'm always early or exactly on time too. I get nervous at the thought of being late!
Oh well, neither do I anymore but he does wear suspenders.
Now I'm wondering where in the Bible it talks about suspenders. To hold up their robes?