is that a banana in your pocket or what?

so im driving down the street this morning with the scoob in the back.... minding my own business when i come to a stoplight.  and i get that feeling - you know the one where someone is watching you?  i look over to my right and here's this hoity toity looking lady staring me down in her fancy shmancy black highlander.  THEN she has the nerve to stick her tongue out at me!  i'm starting to freak out - who is this &*%#$???? - so i do the mature thing and flip her the bird.  then she rolls down her window and says,

"you really should update your blog... you know some people use it to keep up to date with you."

oh.  hi, kelly.  

so here you go.  a quick update - because i got home and tell hubby the story and he says,

"well, she's right.  you really should be updating that thing every week"

thanks, honey.  =)  scoob finally did it.  we got a laugh the other night as we were out the door to vote.  we were making ridiculous faces at him as we often end up doing, and he did this little chuckle.  i smacked matt in the arm and screamed,

"that's IT!!!  he laughed!"

i was a little excited.  we did our first trip over to bates and up to julian with papa and kimma and the family (pictures are on the way) and we had a great time.  scoob has been lucky enough to go to gramma and grampa's house on tues. wed. thurs. lately and he LOVES it.  apparently he's been trying to say "uncle"....  =)

quick classroom story from room 25.  we were all sitting around the calendar the other morning and i hear from behind me

"is that a banana in your pocket or what?"

i froze and thought

"sam, you're a sicko.  there's no way i heard that correctly."

so i turn around just in time to see "cheese" pull..... a banana out of his pocket and say

"yep!  it's my snack!"

oh man.  i was in hysterics for a good 3-5 minutes.