Field Trip

Today I went on a field trip with my nine-year-old grandson, Bennett, and his mother, and Bennett’s third grade class at Grace Academy.  I asked my daughter if we were riding the bus.  She said emphatically, “No!”  I looked puzzled, so she replied, “That’s a rookie idea.”  She went on, “Last fall we went to the museum of Appalachia near Knoxville.  All of the boys bought kazoos at the gift shop and I listened to kazoos for two hours all the way home.  We are NOT riding the bus.”  I wisely rode in the car with my daughter for two hours.  When we got to Huntsville, we began our chaperoning.