War with the Teacher

Last night was our school's annual chili cook-off. I didn't enter a chili; actually, I didn't take anything. I feel guilty but there was plenty of food.  The kids had so much fun playing together.  Lydia led a conga line.

Josiah had three desserts that I let him have - two mini-cupcakes and a banana square.   Later, I saw him with this cookie and I assumed Chris gave it to him but he didn't.  Another dad had left it setting on his table when he took one of his kids to the bathroom.  He said as he walked back to the table he saw Josiah heading for the cookie and he knew Josiah was going to get there first.  So, Josiah just helped himself to someone else's cookie.

These weren't my chili cups but they could have been.  There were around 20 different crockpots of chili and I tried about 1/2 them.  I especially loved the spicy ones.  A bison chili was the big winner of the night.  In addition to winning at least three awards, it was also the first empty pot.  I think Chris and I had the last bite of it.

The following picture brought tears to my eyes.  Wesley asked his teacher to play War with him and she sat down on the floor and played with him.

We all had a fun night.  I feel really blessed to be at our school.  I love the teachers and other families.