You Don't Understand?

I am so blonde.

There.  I said it.

But this should be nothing new to either of my two readers.

But the bad thing is that I've done this same exact thing before.

I told Owen that he needed to be a bus rider.

I forgot to write him a note so I dropped the prince off in the car rider line and pulled around to the front office entrance and ran in to write a note to leave for the teacher.

Hey.  At least I didn't scribble it on a napkin in the car rider line as he was jumping out the door.  Not that I've ever done that before.  Nope.  Not me.

Feeling all proud of myself that I actually remembered that Owen needed to be a car rider, and wrote the note instead of calling in like I usually would, I went on about my merry way.

About two minutes from the school, my cell phone rang and it was the school secretary saying that she was confused by my note because it said that Owen should be a car rider on bus #*&^.

Doh.

Oops.  I am so awesome.  I mean I can't understand how she didn't understand what he was suppose to do.  Owen and I did!

But, anyway, it's Owen's fault for not reminding me!

That's What She Said

Shane is such a 12 year old boy.

He finds potty humor in everything.

And when he does, he always says "that's what she said".

And then Ken, being a 12 year old boy himself, usually giggles and occasionally high fives him and says "good one".

Owen, being a typical 9 year old, doesn't usually get the humor. Thank goodness really.

But he's getting really frustrated by Shane's constant use of the phrase and his not understanding it.

And he usually says in a really exasperated tone...WHO IS SHE AND WHAT'S SO FUNNY ABOUT WHAT SHE SAID!?!?!?

Of course, this sends Shane into hysterics.

And Ken just smirks.

And I'm left there rolling my eyes at Shane and Ken.

And poor Owen still hasn't figured out who "she" is and why what she said was so funny.