I can't help but post about Banner's pickle. His class made them at school, and the little guy was SO proud. It had to show it to everyone, and take it for a ride in his Hummer for an hour after school. Because that is just what you do when you make a pickle with Kool Aid. Obviously.
|You also wear your pants backwards with rain boots, and |
point at "alley-copters" flying overhead in the front yard.
And then he insisted on eating it for dinner, which nearly did me in because the dang thing had been basking in the back of his "coy" (car) for an hour in 90+ degree weather. But the pickle didn't return to haunt us in the middle of the night, so I guess no harm, no foul.
|Whatever makes the little guy happy.|
Even if it is toxic waste green and floating in a plastic baggie.