Today is our last day of school. . . and I have the battle wounds to show for it! Our family tradition is to make loads of sweet and spicy pickles to pass out to the teachers, but this year, we missed the mark. We are coming in hot, blowing out snot (as my boys would say).
But after today, we made it.
I’m not sure we passed all our classes. I’m certain we didn’t get all our work turned in. There are unidentified things on my kitchen counter that were removed from lockers and desks. My house is covered in ziplock backs, care packages, silly string and strange wigs that will be soon sent off to camp.
Not to mention all the glow sticks, lamps and other decor for our 80’s party next week!
S when I saw this shirt on Cafe Press, I couldn’t help but laugh out loud. There are so …