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OH! And Space Camp!

I did misspeak about the amount of money brought back by our intrepid explorer--according to him, it was a nickel, two dimes, and six pennies. I told him he could keep it, and he was quite happy.

He said he had a very good time--he got to sleep in a bunk bed, and his hot air balloon that he made with his partner got the prize for going the highest AND staying aloft the longest, and one of the kids got homesick the first day and his dad had to come get him, and they got to eat astronaut ice cream, and he got to be a mission scientist on some sort of mock exercise.

"What kind of science officer stuff did you do, buddy?"

"Uhmm, I talked. And I had to do some other stuff."

"What'd you talk about?"

"I don't know."

Fascinating, Captain.

As was the fact that although they did have little shower cubicles for the kids, there was apparently no place to hang up street clothes, so he decided to put them in the floor outside the shower. Which, as you can imagine, was wet. Good thing he was only gone for two days or else he would have been growing mildew as his science officer job.

The only glitch in the otherwise successful mission was the little matter of homework. He'd brought some home with him last Friday, and then took his backpack with him to school Monday. Came back last night, and come to find out, all of his makeup homework was left undone. Because they didn't get to take their school backpacks. Because the homework was SUPPOSED to have been done over the weekend. Which he conveniently forgot to do. MEANING, he had to stay home from church last night with Mommy and get it all done. And it was a lot. And took a long time.

The main reason it took so long is that while Reba was downstairs washing his wet clothes and cleaning up after supper and such, Boy kept quietly showing up at her elbow. "I sure did miss you, Mommy."

I think he might have even missed me.

Posted by Terry Oglesby at April 21, 2005 11:06 AM