The center of attention

As I stood bouncing Tornado A on my hip, talking to the other moms, Tornado E was let out of the class.  One of the last because he didn’t hear his name called.  Twice.  He pulled out of his backpack a plastic tube and held it aloft, like Excalibur.


Immediately 16 five-year-olds and two three-year-olds are swarming around Tornado E, yelling, “ME, ME, ME!”

Then off Tornado E raced with the pack behind him.  Off went my merry wanderer of the day to lead them all on a merry chase over hill, over dale, thorough brush, thorough brier, over park, over pale, thorough flood, thorough fire.

Well, at least, they’re getting all that energy out.

3 Responses to “The center of attention”

  1. kloppenmum Says:

    Yeah, where do they get all that energy from…I suspect they’re sucking it from us as we sleep.

  2. Dumb Mom Says:

    I still don’t even know what a Hex Bug is. I’ve seen them at Target but they didn’t look fun. Are they?

  3. faemom Says:

    They are fun! Like cockroaches.

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