One of the mothers from S's class called yesterday. Apparently she's been trying all week to get her kid to find out what kind of present S wants for his birthday party this weekend. Each day has been a trial for her-- she's been getting vague answers-- until yesterday. And what has S decided should top his wish list???
A space suit.
For some reason she didn't take him seriously... ???
CH has gotten me completely hooked on Dooce, the blog by Heather Armstrong, whose claim to fame is getting fired a couple of years ago for horrific comments about her employer on said blog. As a result she's earned a lot of publicity, and now has a large cult following. Which is completely justified in my mind, because this woman can really write! I look forward to coming in to work in the mornings for that first cup of tea and a chuckle about whatever has rankled her in the course of the previous day.
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