Run Chip Run

Each week, Bam-Bam has to do homework for preschool. They have a letter of the alphabet assigned to each week and every Monday they have to bring in pictures of two items that start with that letter. Last year at this time we were flipping through magazines trying to find things to cut out that start with the letter of the week. This year I've smartened up and have decided that Google Images works just as well thankyouverymuch.

The first week, the "A" week, one of the other boys in Bam-Bam's class brought in a Ziplock baggy with acorns he'd collected from his back yard. I wasn't all that impressed with the individuality of it because they said to bring in two pictures. Whatever smartass.

Anyway, when they got into their circle and each kid talked about their two "A" items, the teachers explained to the class which animals ate acorns for food with a particular focus on squirrels. Now, I remember kindergarten and I remember that we learned the little ditty called "Squirrel Gray" which goes a little something like this:

Squirrel gray with a bushy tail
I have an acorn in my pail
Here is an acorn just for you
Here is another one when you're through.

It made complete sense to me that the teachers were making the connection between the acorn and the squirrel gathering them for the winter. I was also proud of my boy that he piped in that whitetail deer also eat acorns. Something his daddy has taught him on their scouting expeditions in preparation for Bam-Bam joining Tall Boy in the woods one day to shoot his first deer.

At the end of the day, the kids all gathered their coats and headed to the back yard of the school to hang out on the playground until their parents came to pick them up. With two teachers bringing up the rear, Jacob (acorn boy), Michael, Bryce and my boy Bam-Bam saw, chased and caught a chipmunk! With the teachers running toward them screaming for them to put it down, all 4 boys held and pet the chipmunk as if it was the class guinea pig.

Thankfully they managed to release the animal before any of them got bit and before the teachers each had a heart attack. Since then, I've been trying my damndest but have yet to hit one with my car. Guess I need Michael to drive for me.