Last night Megan's daycare had a 'Fall Festival' event after school. It was a time for the kids and their parents, to come and have some pizza, play games, get their face painted, and play simple games. The whole event was done to raise money for a local charity. I will have more pics/stories to come from that event, but I'm pressed for time. My good friend Todd is coming to visit from Cincy and he should be here in about, oh, 3 minutes.
So I'll provide you with one of the highlights from the evening to whet your appetite. In one of the older kid classrooms they have a komodo dragon as a pet. There's a list of four pages, no joke, with all the rules about dealing with said pet. As if these kids read those rules. But Megan and I stared this thing down, and cooed at it as much as we could. It wasn't the cutest thing I'll be honest.
After I took the picture above the komodo dragon, who for the most part had remained civil, started digging at the sand like a bull about to charge, and kept bonking his head into the glass, ostensibly to try and get at us. At that point, Megan had seen enough, and to be honest, I had to. So we took off.
When I asked about the pseudo-iguana, they said it was actually going home next week because it was getting too big. It used to be teeny-tiny and thus, a lot less scary. I concurred. I have no idea what they will get to take his place though. I'm slightly worried.
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