...not without my broadsword!

I have a long weekend ahead of me.  Ladybug only had three days of school this week with the MLK birthday and a teacher work day today.  I am looking forward to spending some time with my sis-in-law, Jens and her two doll-faces who are visiting from Jacksonville this weekend.  Hoping to squish a little big-girl fun in with her since we don't ever {ever} do that.

Since I may not get back here during the next few days, I thought I'd leave you with a little of what I think I might start calling:  

Kindergarten Wisdom: Tales from the Backseat {seat seat seat}

T-Man: We got our marble party today.

Ladybug: No, fair! We get ours in 100 days...wait. Ten days. 

T-Man: 100 days! That's like one million. 

Ladybug: No, I meant ten. In ten days it will be 100 days of marbles.

Me: Um. Tell me about these marbles.

T-man: When you do good things you get a marble for the class and then when you get a full jar of marbles you get a party.
Me: Do you ever lose marbles? Because that happens to me all the time...

Ladybug: What did you have for your party? We voted for popsicles.

T-man: Hot coco. It was soooo good. Mine had ten marsh-

Ladybug: shhhhhhhhh! T... listen. Do you hear that?

T-man: What? I don't hear anything.

Ladybug: Is someone....wait...is someone...sword-fighting?

   At this point it is important for me to describe the look of seriousness/confusion on my child's face when I looked in the rear-view mirror.  Think of the face you made when you heard about Obama's Peace Prize.....{continue}. 
T-man: Oh, yeah. I hear it. Where are they, though?

Me: I think you hear the guys hammering that stuff on the side of the road. It sounds sort of like sword fighting.

T-man: {deflated} Oh, yeah. That is what it is.

Ladybug: Ohhhhhh.

  {long, sad pause}

Ladybug: Sword-fighting would've been better.

Hope your weekend's super...