What child is this???

Chris has been playing football with a few friends at lunch.  At the beginning of the week, words were exchanged between a couple of them.  Not directed toward Chris but at his one friend.  Apparently Chris pushed him down and sat on him.  Not hitting though.  Then the other friend layed on top of Chris.  And, surprise, surprise, the bottom kid got hurt.  All three of them were sent to principals office.  They each had a chance to give their story.  The end result is that all three of them have to take their lunch to the principals office for three days and then sit in the office during recess.  My kid in the principals office???  What the heck?  Oddly, the school never called or sent a note home.  So you may be asking yourself, how in the world did you find out?  On the second day of the punishment, Ron and I were at the school for Payton's Christmas party.  As we were leaving, Chris' class was coming out of the lunchroom so we waited to say hi to him.  And my very observant husband asked where his coat was.  At this point, he looked down and said, "I don't want to talk about it."  Parents always have a way of find out :-)

Yes, there's a Santa but I'm not so sure about Rudolf

Over the last month, the kids have been arguing like crazy about whether there is a Santa or not.  Chris, of course, is starting the drink the Kool-Aid offered by the kids at school and on the bus.  He often blurts out at dinner in front of everyone that there is no Santa.  Payton still has dreams of presents so she will immediately argue that there is definitely a Santa (and a tooth fairy and an Easter bunny).  Her argument is that her friends told her that there was a Santa.  Plus her friends are bigger than Chris so they are smarter than him.  Makes sense if you think about it.  So I'm not sure how much longer we will get to enjoy the kids eagerly waiting for Santa.  For this year, we still get to enjoy it.

On the other hand, Payton has told us that there is no way that Rudolf exists.  Her reason is that reindeer can't possibly have red noses.  Santa, yes; Rudolf, no.  Crazy.