CC loses his scholarly persona and becomes a competitive, tug-o-war winning, frisbee domineering athlete!
See? Look at him. He' yelling, "HEAVE, HO!"
It's a time when teachers get to be aunts and uncles for a day. Our kids need that, so far from their biological ones!
We ended with a giant kickball tournament. This was pretty much my childhood summed up. I behaved in class so I would not have to miss kickball at recess!
And the winning team gets this cone-broken PE equipment trophy to store in a classroom until next year. Oh yea, and since the first shall be last, they go last getting ice cream sundaes. It's tradition.
Firstborn and I were on the third place team.
Back to school for sundaes.
Piled high. She didn't finish it all. I knew she wouldn't.
1 comment:
How fun...love this! You look fantastic, by the way!!
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