Mr. C

Good things happened today in Miss C's 2nd grade class.  For weeks we've been working on brainstorming and writing, the problem is getting them motivated about it; we've written letters to Santa, we've written about what they want to be when they grow up, what they're thankful for, blah blah blah.  Today I decided that we were going to compile a list of what Mr. C needs to have in order for Miss C. to marry him (they don't realize I will have his last name, unless it totally sucks, like Balls or Butt, count me out of Mrs. Balls). This was a good time people, here are the best ones:

He has to own a Viper (car)

He has to want to wrestle when he gets home from work (ummmmm...)

Not too hairy

Some facial hair

Not too tall or too short

Rich

Likes Dr. Pepper

Nice--after someone said this, a boy piped in and said, "ya you don't want someone grumpy like my dad, he just comes home from work and drinks Pepsi."

I love 2nd grade it is so hilarious, they think George Clooney is President for heaven's sake. 

I'll drink to that!