For my school's Halloween celebration, I was the Husband minus the Really Student Distracting Make-Up. Due to the lack of make-up and the fact that I didn't wear the hat most of the day, the kids kept saying to me, "What're you supposed to be, Mrs. Wife?" I'd stick out my foot that was wearing the clown shoes the Husband had gotten from the clown at Ringling Brothers. "A clown? Can you make me a balloon?" they'd say. I'd usually reply with, "For Halloween, you dress up as something you're not. Therefore, no, I can't make you balloons."
It was interesting how only the upper grades seemed to question whether or not I was a clown. The kindergarteners all seemed to know without asking...
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