Surreal But Successful

Blogging in this condition should get me some kind of medal. At least combat pay. Yes, it's Combat Blogging. Because damn, we had over ten kids? Possibly? All of them bouncing and screaming at one point or another. Vlad is the poster child for ADHD.

Should have clued us in when his father dropped him off and practically ran to his car. Vlad proceeded to bounce himself forcibly into every single little kid. And then into Eliz, who was mortally offended. Certain people kept telling me I should "do something" but what, exactly, can one do when one is making pizza, cleaning up soda, setting up the pinata, etc? When the kid is Sophie's best friend, but is also enrolled in every special ed study on this side of Palo Alto?

My kids will be the ones starting the motorcycle gang, not just going out with those guys. "Well but mom, they needed a club!"

The truly exciting moment came when we had the kids lined up for the pinata and I looked across the street to behold some kind of drug bust going down. The police had some guy between them, and they were sort of edging in on him with the handcuffs.

Hi guys! We'll just continue with the pinata here! Hey, drug guy! Have a better day, okay?

Comments

[Stephanie]

I love the idea of your kids saying things like, "They needed a club!" So much more empowering than, "Everyone else was doing it!"

[Keith]

Poor drug guy. Probably just a black market ritalin dealer who thought he might make a buck once he'd spied all those kids bouncing all over the place.

[Keith]

Or...

"Officers, take me too. I could use a little time away from it all."

[Keith]

Or...

"Officers, you want Vlad here to rough him up a bit?"

[Jo]

"Come on over and take a swing at Hello Kitty! Or better yet, use your guns!"

[Ms. Jane]

OMG, the cops shooting Hello Kitty! That'd be so punk rock!