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Your name is not Zero.

I’m sorry.

We called you that all weekend.

Accept our apologies.

No matter, you still suck as a good luck charm!

Zella was selected to be the VIK for the coming week.  That’s Very Important Kindergardener.  One of the perks of having your stick drawn is an exciting weekend with the class mascot wherein you get to take him on all of your adventures over the weekend, photographing the events and journaling the details.

This is our 4th visit by the class mascot and he’s always been referred to as Zero.  Zero the Hero.  During Zoe and Zane’s stint in kindergarden he was a Zebra.  He disintegrated after a wash (not my fault — the teacher tried to wash him) and was replaced by a bear, but still called Zero.

This bear is slightly different than the one Zia brought home on her VIK weekend but essentially the same.  I assumed he was still Zero and that’s how we addressed him all weekend.

Only on Sunday night when it came time to enter the photos and journal entries in the class log did I realize this little guy’s name is Teddy.

Typical.

It was crisp this morning, 37 degrees, but it didn’t feel as cold as it actually was.

Funny how a little bit on sunshine can do that to you.

And the green grass grew all around, all around….

No, that’s not how the song goes.  There is a song.  It’s been a while so I’m not really sure how it goes to tell the truth.  I think it ends up something like — well, the feather on the wing and the wing on the bird and the bird in the egg and the egg in the nest and the nest on the limb and the limb on the tree and the tree on the root and the root in the ground and the green grass grew all around, all around.  And the green grass grew all around.  But it’s what I thought when I saw this little sprig of grass (weeds) growing out of the crack on the side of the building.

Because that’s how my mind goes.