I'm going to be traveling as a chaperone with Thumbelina and the cross country team on a trip soon and I was thinking of what I could do so that the kids won't think I'm some meanie-pants parent. I thought maybe I could make myself a shirt that gets the message across for me.
First I came up with this:
but it seemed a bit creepy.So I thought something like this might get the message across:
except that sometimes I am scary. And I don't want to be a liar. I mean, have you ever seen the way my nostrils flare when I laugh? Or my stalker-smile? Scary.Well, how about this one?
Nah. More lies. Well, this one would dispel any worries about my not liking them, right?
But that didn't seem subtle enough. And a bit too needy. So I finally decided it would be more fun to just mess with them and wear something like this:
Maybe they're right. Maybe I am just scary.
8 comments:
dying. seriously, the last shirt is perfect!
Embrace the scary! NOT having to talk to teens on a bus is a precious gift from God.
Really? People think you're scary and don't like them? How is this possible?
Hysterical! Oh man, I love that last shirt. Where do I place an order?
I love your sense of humor, Gerb. That last one is priceless!
Keep an eye on Sam for me!
I love this post. It reminds me when "the list" was going around amongst our young women in our stake listing who they thought my favorite young women were...my shirt would probably say, "There is no list! Everyone is my favorite!" :)
The last shirt is awesome...
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