Lions and Tigers and Bears

Oh. My. And I say that with a sigh and not at all suspenseful from Wizard of Oz.

I'm going to the zoo tomorrow with 17 kindergarteners. It could be worse, though. The state of Texas thinks I should have 22 students at one time, so I'm basically beating the system with five less.

It could be worse if there were no parents going as opposed to the parents that write song lyrics entitled, "What I Would Do for Crack." (I don't make that up...I found the lyric sheet.)

And, it could be worse if little boy Q were really athletic. He's of average build and therefore I have no fears that he'll scale the barrier to get to the gorillas or lions or bears. But it won't be for lack of enthusiasm because he is the child that SPEAKS AT HIGH OCTANE WITHOUT CEASING. I'm thankful for that barrier because I bet you anything the grizzly would smack the noise level right out of Q just so Mr. Bear can have some peace and quiet in the zoo.

I can't promise a blog tomorrow because I might be passed out.

Or in jail explaining how Q made it into the leopard exhibit without my encouragement and help.