I received a phone call from the school nurse this morning around 9:30am. Nathan was in her office, and the following is the conversation that ensued:
Nurse: What's the matter Nathan?
Nathan: My tongue hurts.
Nurse: Well, let me see. Hmmmm, it looks really red and blistered. What happened?
Nathan: Well, I had a little bit of trouble with the mailbox.
That's right. But instead of a flagpole like in A Christmas Story, it was a mailbox. Nathan was dared to stick his tongue on it, and he did. Being from such a warm climate, it never occurred to me that I should instruct him on the do's and don'ts of winter living. His poor tongue has seen better days, but I'll bet cash money that it never touches another frozen object again!
Just as an aside, this is my 500th post. It feels like a milestone of some sort, but of what kind I'm not sure. The real news is that I'm still blogging after all this time! I tend to get really excited about new projects and then get bored with them fairly easily. (Hmmm...I wonder if that's where Grace gets it from?) But blogging never seems to lose it's attraction for me. I may go through dry spells and only post a few times a month, but then I'll write for several days at a time. It's like a comfortable pair of jeans that always feel good, even when it's been a while since you've worn them.
So here's to 500 posts and to winter lessons learned!