Noah's 2nd grade music program was last night. It was a play about bugs. Noah was thrilled to win the part of "Bug #26." I asked him if he needed a costume, and his enthusiastic reply was, "Yes! And I got to pick out which insect I wanted to be!" I said, "Thank goodness. How about a black widow spider?" I was thinking it would be easy to just dress him in black and give him a red hourglass on his tummy. He said, "No, I already picked it out and told Miss Ladd. I'm going to be a cockroach!!!" I asked why (WHY?), and he said it was because 1) cockroaches can survive a nuclear fallout, and 2) cockroaches can live for 8 days if you cut off their heads. (Is that true???) Anyway, a cockroach it had to be. Last night at the musical, the stage was filled with the most adorable butterflies, bumblebees, caterpillars, and ladybugs. Alas, there was one cockroach in the front row. Leave it to Noah.
Paul declared this morning that he needs to earn some money this summer. I said, "I'll try to think of a chore you can do every week for some spending money." He said, "Actually, I'm thinking about becoming a notary."
Today was Paul's field trip to the Pima Air and Space Museum. I got to be a chaperone. Actually, I had to be a chaperone because, in his short career, Paul has locked down the school twice in addition to the desert museum. While at the museum, the kids got to attend a few educational sessions. One of the sessions was on aerodynamics and the components of flight. Paul knew every single term before the instructor said it: lift, drag, thrust, etc. The instructor said, "Wow, you must have been here recently!" Paul said, "No, this is just my area of expertise."