The Cut

Last night I drove my route, picking up kids to take them to The Refuge...I feel like I can't explain to you what it's like to drive this 15 passenger van filled with kids....and then to share with you the things that they say, it almost sounds stupid to repeat it. Mostly because it's incredibly cliche' and if you watched it on TV, you would groan at such bad jokes....but when it's seriously coming out of a kids mouth it's AWESOME! So here goes....Cody is once again a part of this little story. He gets into the van and says to me, "I got cut from the baseball team today." I said, "CODY! I am sooo sorry. What happened? WHY???" He says, "There are people who are better than me, but it's ok cause I am the manager and I can still go on trips and get a athletic period." I still feel soo sorry for him so I say again, "I am so sorry that you got cut. That just sucks." Dallas turns around and looks him up and down and says, "Where did you get cut at?" AHHHH!!!! I died laughing. Cody gives her this absolutley WITHERING glare and said, "CUT from the TEAM."

Taking Cody home at night is everyones favorite ride. Cody lives down a loooong dirt rode that has HUGE potholes and they are one right after the other. So we drive to Cody's house and drop him off, and then the fun begins....all the boys get on top of the seats. They are actually laying on the back of the seats holding on tight and I drive as "fast" as I can (try 10mph) through the potholes and they see who can stay on....these are like 13-14-15 year old boys doing this....it's always something new or weird happening...keeps me entertained!