67 8th graders, 7 teachers, and 5 days

Look, I run half marathons. I do WDW in the heat of July. I eat babies for breakfast.

And let me tell you none of it prepares you for 8th grade spring trip.

Last year, Ms. Kinkade's Manatees were rock 'em sock 'em robots awesome. Straight lines, very few metro mishaps, and positive attitudes. Kinkade's Kangaroos ( tag line "let's bounce") were lovely...however the exact opposite. They got it together at the end, but not after babysitting sick ones, and preparing for awkward parent phone calls with others. We had a great time, even if I still can't wear my shoes because I'm sure that's some sort of public health hazard. We're talking 7 AM -10:30 PM walking in Houston-like heat and humidity.

All minor complaints aside, our kids were the best behaved there. The nonsense I saw from kids twice their age was just plain sad. I worry about the future of our nation sometimes, hopefully my kids will run everything.

HIGHLIGHTS!

FDR Memorial

 grEIGHT ( minus K Norv)

 Aunt Susan and Uncle Tim

 Sculpture garden

 LION CUBS A THE ZOO!!!! ( I almost switched one of my kids for a cub. No one would ever notice)

 Nationals Game with the Kangaroos

 Impending Doom

 Kangaroos at the Capitol

 Fancy Kangaroos- Let's Bounce

One week till moving day!

XOXO,
HK