Rudolf the Reindeer

So you  know that saying, "kids say the darndest things" ? Well, that totally applied to me as a kid. I literally said some of the most crazy, bizarre and sometimes hilarious things. Some of which got me written about in my pediatrician's book (more on that later...) (and more on why this is titled Rudolf the Reindeer)

For a brief second let me tell you about some of those DARN THINGS I said growing up.

I cussed. On stage. At a pageant. Yes, I was a pageant child.... I might have gone all toddlers and tiaras once. Like the time my mom was standing in front of the stage reminding me to smile at the judges and I kindly reminded her I did not want to smile at the d*mn judges. Out loud. Oh yeah, the judges heard me. That was the only pageant I did not win in my pageant career (I am being serious).

This wasn't the same pageant but this was one where I racked up.

Then there was the time when Barney came to visit my 4K Classroom. I told my classmates that Barney rode to school in my trunk. Then I saw my mom's shirt hanging out the top of the costume and screamed "THAT'S MY MOM!" Talk about crushing some kids dreams.  But I loved Barney and wanted everyone to know my mommy was Barney. Want to know something embarassing? I loved Barney til I was in like 3rd grade. Serious.

Here we are with Barney (Um... My mom). Can you find me? I am on the bottom row in the purple Kelly's Kids bubble suit. Haha Oh and the little girl next to me? I might have talked about her here. Oh and yes, that is Jesus on the chalkboard.

Then once in 4k I came home from school and told my mom we had some visitors at school that day (remember, I went to Catholic school). My mom was worried if I was dressed appropriately for that day and the visitors. I simply told her "Yes, it was just God's wife and a bunch of other Jesus women". Come to find out, those women were what they call "Nuns".

Oh and last but not least and the point of my story...

When I was in 4K we made these reindeer sheets at school (see below). You know, the ones where you use your feet in paint for the Rudolph face and your hands for the antlers? Anyone else make one of these?

We wore them the day of our class Christmas party. Apparently I had a doctor appointment that afternoon. So we get to the Dr. and my pediatrician starts asking me about my shirt. Who is that? Rudolph. What are those? (points to the antlers)... "Egglers" I proudly responded. He found that to be so hilarious, he wrote about me in his book.

That's my claim to fame and I'm sticking to it.