Daily Kup (My Life in the Infirmary ) The kids have head colds. Every sentence is punctuated with a loud and sticky-sounding SNIFF. This is actually an improvement over the constant squeals and screams.
As each hour passed this evening, the coughs grew louder and more rasping. Sick little kids are sad but they are also affectionate and strangely compliant. They have lost the strength to argue, to tattle, and to kick furniture. A warm bath is now their idea of fun. They stay where you put them and don't sneak away to steal Girl Scout cookies. They do their homework and ask to lie down.
It's like a little vacation for parents and teachers.
For taking advantage of this, we are kind of rotten parents. Rotten parents with a little quiet time.
Now That It's Too Late
Here is nutrition information for Girl Scout Cookies. Please note that the word nutrition is used somewhat academically here. As we all guessed, each box of Thin Mints should come with a trowel for applying directly to the thighs.
Thin Mints? Hey, Marketing people! You're not fooling anyone with your tricky names! No one has forgotten that KFC is Kentucky Fried Chicken.
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