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Lucia madness

December 13th in Sweden is Lucia day. It’s basically a celebration of light in the darkness, based on an Italian saint who had her eyes gouged out (really gets kids in the Christmas spirit).

All over Sweden, choirs of children dress in white robes while one girl (the Lucia) has a crown of lit candles on her head. The other children carry their candles.

I volunteered to be the helping parent for one of my son’s classes on this celebration. All I knew was that I was required to stand on the side with a bucket of water in case someone caught on fire. Sounded kind of exciting.

It turns out that kids catching fire was the LEAST of my worries.

First of all, I had to help the teacher accompany the kids from the school to the church. This was like trying to herd goats that are constantly stopping to make and throw snowballs at each other. (Yes, goats totally do that.) I almost had 2 kids get run over because they didn’t stop at the crossing light and were way too cool to acknowledge my screaming “STOP!”, causing them to be stuck in the middle of the road with cars speeding past.

During rehearsal, no one caught on fire (good thing, since they didn’t give us our buckets for rehearsal), but 2 kids almost fainted and a few burned their hands on dripping wax.

I think that all parents should have to assist with a class activity or outing to understand what these teachers have to deal with every day. Not just observing the class, but actually having to herd them, instruct them and keep them alive.

To sum up:

  • Teachers should be paid more.
  • Kids are like goats.
  • I am never volunteering to help out with a school class again.

 

P.S. The actual Lucia concert went just fine. I think these kids behave a lot better when parents and cameras are watching. haha!

Up, up and away in my beautiful baboon

This is what I thought was being played on the radio back when I was about 8 years old. “Wouldn’t you like to ride in my beautiful baboon?” I would fall into hysterical laughter every time it was played.

I think we’ve all been victim to misinterpreting a song. A friend of mine used to sing the 80s hit, “Everytime you go away, you take a piece of MEAT with you.” I’m not sure if he thought the song was about a butcher or arguments at the dinner table. Either way, his interpretation ruined the song for me.  Well, maybe it’s not the greatest song. In fact, I take that back. I think it improved it.

My children are now the ones who ruin songs for me. Last week “Under the Boardwalk” somehow turned into “I am a Glorblock.” I was told this was some sort of space worm by my confused children who couldn’t figure out why a space worm would be singing.

But the worst was in the car this weekend. As Dean Martin crooned out “Sway,” my 8 year old started to giggle madly.  By the third time, we had to ask and then received the line, “Other dancers may PEE on the floor, dear but my eyes will see only you.”

I’ll never get that picture out of my head the next time that song plays. I guess it’s just payback from my mom not being able to listen to “My Beautiful Balloon” without picturing a lot of small people riding on the back of a giant baboon.

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Eurovision

Well it’s that time of year again. Tonight is Eurovision – the song contest between 40 European countries (where Abba got its start). Last year’s winner was a bearded drag queen from Austria, so the contest will be in Vienna (it’s moved to the winner’s country each year).

CNN has a pretty funny article describing it.  http://edition.cnn.com/2015/05/22/europe/eurovision-60-winning/index.html

The kids want to watch tonight so we will get popcorn and my husband and I will be sitting in back of them on the couch trying desperately to hold in our laughter. (they take it seriously)

I challenge you to do something better with your Saturday night. 🙂

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