Cokey Maliblahblah

When I picked Handsome Dude up at the bus stop on Tuesday, he was nothing but smiles.  He informed me immediately that he was a good listener, had lots and lots of best friends, and he sat right by his awesome bus driver, Jeff's, back, which is apparently the coolest spot in the whole world.  And Jeff is ALSO his best friend.  Because, of course he is.  Why not?

Remember his ginormous backpack?



The school sent him home with a new one and asked if he could bring that one instead.  Take that as you will.

Oh!  I just heard a rabbit scream.  Yes.  I live in the middle of nowhere with scores of rabbits.  Don't you?

Did you know that rabbits scream?  It's true.  And it's disturbing.  It's kind of rare, but it happens. Think of the most horrid and atrocious sound you have ever heard.  A sound that creeps you out and gives you the peepee shivers.

Go ahead.  Think about it.  I'll wait . . .

Ok.  I guarantee you that a rabbit screaming is ten times worse.  Rabbits can be disturbing.  The mamas rip out their hair to make the nests for the babies.  We didn't know this at first and my girls were bawling:

"Mom!  Norma Jean Riley's hair is missing and she is bleeding!"

Yes.  Bleeding.  They take the hair-ripping-out activity to the extreme.  Also.  If you, in your ignorance,  leave a buck (ha!  look at me and my knowledgeable self!)  in with the doe after you breed it and let it lodge there until the babies are born, the buck just might feast on his babies.

Ask me how I know.

Rabbits.

Not for the faint of heart.  Or for the girl who wonders how the got stuck in Ruralville and just wants to get a latte and go shopping.

But I digress.

Awana started up for the kids last night.  This was the first year that all FOUR of the kids will be going.

Let us stop and do a happy dance.

Little Dude was extremely excited, announcing to all peoples he would meet that he was going to "cubbies."  (Cubbies is the Awana program for his age)

Handsome Dude was in Cubbies all last year and would oft sing the Cubbies song.  It starts off, "We are Awana Cubbies, we're happy all day long . . . " And Handsome Dude, the seasoned Cubbie that he is, was being all big-brother-ish to Little Dude while we were getting ready to go and shouted:

"Come on, Cokey!  Let's go to Awana Cubbies, where we're happy all day long!"

Cute.  And Cokey is his name for Little Dude.  No.  We did not name our son Cokey  Maliblahblah.  Who do you think we are?  Weird, unsocialized homeschoolers who moved out to the middle of nowhere to live with rabbits and deer and turkeys?

Alright.  I have almost had enough coffee in my system to greet the day.  Today we will be starting Latin.  Because, why not?

Oh!  And I must pack for camping.  Does this surprise you?

No.  No it does not.

Later, dudes.