Occupation

C: You know what I want to be when I grow up? A lumberjack.
Super D: Well, that's okay. You work all night and you sleep all day.
C: Why I want to be a lumberjack is because you usually get a buffet for breakfast. A buffet of pancakes or steak.

The right word

C: The bottoms of your feet are as soft as a baby's bottom.
Super D: What if a baby's bottom is really rough?
C: Dad, it's an exasperation!

Lessons learned as a Freshman Marching Band Mom

1. Marching season temperatures can range from "charred" to "Popsicle".
2. Contest scores don't necessarily reflect how much the band has improved since the beginning of the season.
3. Pink and blue make purple, and purple isn't allowed on the bus ride.
4. Hot Hands are the coolest product ever!
5. A Bulldog CAN cheer for the Huskies.
6. You can never have too many pair of black socks.
7. I've been counting incorrectly for years. I should say, "...eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, third, fourth, fifth, sixth..."
8. Band kids often go to school in the dark . . . and even return home after dark.
9. Third quarter touchdowns aren't as much fun without the band playing the fight song.
10. Marching Band Moms are lovingly called "Mommy" by more than their own children.