Where in the World Isn't Bob Saget?

PUSH

PUSH

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ajrwdwgirl said:
Sounds like you have a great PTC. Our district gave us all gift cards to a local business of our choice. A few students said something to me (which is awesome for middle school students to acknowledge it). Donuts for breakfast (sponsored by church my husband is the pastor of), and pizza for lunch tomorrow from our principal and office staff.
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There's been so much, I also forgot...

Our PTC did a "Chalk the Walk" on Sunday, where families can come write things on the sidewalk out front. Then when we came in on Monday, we were "surprised" (although they posted it on Facebook beforehand). I had three separate messages.

A popular local bakery gave a large sheet cake to each building today.

Our reading specialist hosted a Duck Hunt by hiding hundreds of plastic ducks around the school for staff to find. We were on teams, and the winner will be announced tomorrow.

But all we got from out principal was a single sentence in her weekly email. We did have meetings cancelled, but not because of Teacher Appreciation, but because we had testing going on. I've been really disappointed in her this year. I've always liked her, but this year she's been nonexistent.
 
Figgy1

Figgy1

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PUSH said:
There's been so much, I also forgot...

Our PTC did a "Chalk the Walk" on Sunday, where families can come write things on the sidewalk out front. Then when we came in on Monday, we were "surprised" (although they posted it on Facebook beforehand). I had three separate messages.

A popular local bakery gave a large sheet cake to each building today.

Our reading specialist hosted a Duck Hunt by hiding hundreds of plastic ducks around the school for staff to find. We were on teams, and the winner will be announced tomorrow.

But all we got from out principal was a single sentence in her weekly email. We did have meetings cancelled, but not because of Teacher Appreciation, but because we had testing going on. I've been really disappointed in her this year. I've always liked her, but this year she's been nonexistent.
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The love is for what the community is doing and hope it's a one off for the principal
 
Swissmiss

Swissmiss

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JenniferS said:
I have a bad mom/museum story.

Picture it … Toronto, September 2001. The boys were 5 and 6 1/2 - this part is important.

We took my parents and the boys and drove to the ROM. We took the boys on their first ever subway ride, grabbed a completely unmemorable lunch (as in, I have no idea what we ate) and then went to the museum. This was not their first time there.

There was a special Auguste Rodin exhibit in one of the galleries, and of course, it was an upcharge. For me, that’s why we went on this particular day. My parents also wanted to see it, so of course the boys came to the special exhibit with us. They really didn’t want to leave the Egyptology stuff, but them’s the breaks.

My dad knew I wanted to relax and enjoy the exhibit so he said he and my mom would mind the boys and I could just wander around.

All is well for a while, and then I swear I felt the atmosphere in the gallery change - a palpable tension.

I hear my dad softly calling “Jen. Jen. Jeeeeeeeeeen.” The atmosphere in the gallery got more intense, the voice a little louder, “JEN. JEN. JEEEEEEEEEEN.”

Mike and I decided we’d better figure out what’s going on so we headed toward my father’s plaintive cries to witness my idiot kids running from statue to statue … kissing their bare butts. I think my mom had popped out for a smoke, because there’s my poor dad by himself trying to corral my two morons.

Other museum goers are horrified, shooting daggers at my poor hapless father, while I pretended I didn’t know them, hadn’t seen anything, and high-tailed it in the opposite direction.

From there, the details are fuzzy, but everyone is still alive (well not my parents, but that’s unrelated), so I’m assuming Mike rescued my dad (and mom who surely regretted returning), and didn’t kill the kids.

To be fair, the sculptures were not cordoned off and touching them was encouraged. Run your fingers over muscles of the finely crafted torso, absolutely. Run from statue to statue kissing butts, probably not.

Moral of the story … yeah, I don’t have one.
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Sorry, not sorry for laughing.

When my daughter was about the same age, my brother and his wife were visiting Paris, so we took the train there to spend the weekend with them. While we were wondering through the Musée d’Orsay my daughter kept squatting down to look up the legs of the statues to see if they were anatomically correct.

Kids be kids 😉
 
Songbird76

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donaldtoo said:
Nope, we’ve never done it, but I’m sure they would, indeed, love it.
We’ve done Whispering Canyon Cafe a coupla’ times with our kids, and, more recently, the ‘Ohana Character Breakfast with Emmy and Audrey on our last two trips. Maybe you’re getting it confused with one of those…?
I think we had Hoop-Dee-doo booked for our 2007 family trip, but we cancelled for some reason, that I can’t now remember.
Anyway, hopefully someday…!!! :)
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I think it's more likely that it's such a popular one that soooo many people have done that I kind of just assumed you have done it. Like, I can picture your family there. Whispering canyon is a fun one too!
 
Songbird76

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Goofyernmost said:
On our first road trip to WDW and a few subsequent ones, there were a number of restaurants that had a free kids meal for every adult meal purchased. We had two kids both under 12 and we took advantage of that whenever we saw that offer. I think one was Big Bob's (is that correct, that did exist didn't it?) and I think Denny's, but there also was a large number of buffet/cafeteria restaurants in the 80's so between the special offers and the buffets we managed to save a lot of money on food. I wish I could remember the name of the one that was on 192 east of Old Town that we went to at least once a day. The only significant thing I remember about it is that Marty Robbins, El Paso was always playing when we got there. 🎶"Out in that west Texas town of El Paso, I fell in love with a Mexican Girl...."🎵 😁🙂

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The one we always ate at for that deal was JBs. I always ordered the spaghetti and meatballs. There was also a hotel chain where kids stay free, so when we didn't have a relative to stay with somewhere along the way, we'd stay at one of those... Like... Sunset Inn or Sunrise Inn or something. They were all over the US. We had regular stops... Like we always stopped and at at Happy Chef in I think it was Mitchell South Dakota, and one time we got evacuated because the P in the happy chef sign caught fire from a bird's nest. And we always stopped at Blue Earth Minnesota to see the Jolly Green Giant statue. And I don't know where it was, but somewhere we always stopped for gas had a giant pig statue that you could put a quarter in and it talked. I wish I could remember where. And in Tennessee, we had bad timing... There was some event going on and we went to Denny's for dinner and everything we tried to order, they were out of. I think we finally ended up asking what we COULD order. That was one of our Disney trips, on our way down to Florida.
 
rshell68

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Songbird76 said:
Dundee, Elgin, Algonquin area. Kane County. It's a bunch of small towns that you don't even realize you are going from one to another. Of course, I grew up in a town with only 1000 people, so those towns in Illinois seemed huge to me. They had things like McDonald's, dairy queen, a bowling alley.... Stuff we didn't have.
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Familiar with that area. This is where I grew up: https://www.grantpark-il.org/ until we moved here https://www.charlestonillinois.org/ when I was in 8th grade. It was the WORST time to move....everyone already had their cliques by the time I arrived.
 
PUSH

PUSH

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I know you've all be dying to find out, but I was a big winner at school today. My team won the Duck Hunt, and I also won a raffle basket for Teacher Appreciation! The "load up on one basket" strategy worked. I got a state park sticker, and a four hour boat rental and four single-scoop ice cream cones at a nearby state park.
 
Mr Ferret 75

Mr Ferret 75

Thank you sir. You were an inspiration.
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PUSH said:
I know you've all be dying to find out, but I was a big winner at school today. My team won the Duck Hunt, and I also won a raffle basket for Teacher Appreciation! The "load up on one basket" strategy worked. I got a state park sticker, and a four hour boat rental and four single-scoop ice cream cones at a nearby state park.
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Celebrate In Love GIF by Max
 
ajrwdwgirl

ajrwdwgirl

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PUSH said:
I know you've all be dying to find out, but I was a big winner at school today. My team won the Duck Hunt, and I also won a raffle basket for Teacher Appreciation! The "load up on one basket" strategy worked. I got a state park sticker, and a four hour boat rental and four single-scoop ice cream cones at a nearby state park.
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There were leftover ice cream sandwiches from our pizza lunch today. I brought home two of them. Does that make me a winner too?
 
donaldtoo

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JenniferS said:
I have a bad mom/museum story.

Picture it … Toronto, September 2001. The boys were 5 and 6 1/2 - this part is important.

We took my parents and the boys and drove to the ROM. We took the boys on their first ever subway ride, grabbed a completely unmemorable lunch (as in, I have no idea what we ate) and then went to the museum. This was not their first time there.

There was a special Auguste Rodin exhibit in one of the galleries, and of course, it was an upcharge. For me, that’s why we went on this particular day. My parents also wanted to see it, so of course the boys came to the special exhibit with us. They really didn’t want to leave the Egyptology stuff, but them’s the breaks.

My dad knew I wanted to relax and enjoy the exhibit so he said he and my mom would mind the boys and I could just wander around.

All is well for a while, and then I swear I felt the atmosphere in the gallery change - a palpable tension.

I hear my dad softly calling “Jen. Jen. Jeeeeeeeeeen.” The atmosphere in the gallery got more intense, the voice a little louder, “JEN. JEN. JEEEEEEEEEEN.”

Mike and I decided we’d better figure out what’s going on so we headed toward my father’s plaintive cries to witness my idiot kids running from statue to statue … kissing their bare butts. I think my mom had popped out for a smoke, because there’s my poor dad by himself trying to corral my two morons.

Other museum goers are horrified, shooting daggers at my poor hapless father, while I pretended I didn’t know them, hadn’t seen anything, and high-tailed it in the opposite direction.

From there, the details are fuzzy, but everyone is still alive (well not my parents, but that’s unrelated), so I’m assuming Mike rescued my dad (and mom who surely regretted returning), and didn’t kill the kids.

To be fair, the sculptures were not cordoned off and touching them was encouraged. Run your fingers over muscles of the finely crafted torso, absolutely. Run from statue to statue kissing butts, probably not.

Moral of the story … yeah, I don’t have one.
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:hilarious: ;):)

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