Tomorrow the Big Kid gets sent off to The Jews.
Do they wipe butts?
Will they know what he's talking about?
Will he have fun?
Will Miss Sharon be nice?
Can we afford it? (No, not really. At least this I know)
I'm a little nervous. I have packed his lunch (in a creative and fun way even) and have written him a little note and I'm washing his clothes now. I will wake up early and hand him over and then the little kid and I are going on a walk! Without anyone hanging on the stroller or asking 4 million questions.
Why am I walking around S. FL in the middle of August, you ask? The Chawbacons have started a Chaw Chub Club and we're doing a walking & weight loss challenge. You pay $10 for each challenge and the monthly winners get the money. I am uber competitive and I'm going to win.
ARE YOU READING THIS BITCHES? 'cuz I'm about to kick your asses and take your money.
Stay tuned for the First Day update.
(This does mean I can make Jew jokes now, right? For as much as we're paying them, it should be okay.)