Yikes.
Today after picking up my daughter, I noticed not one but two news crews parked outside my daughter’s school. One might be a fluff “end of school” piece. Two means something happened. So I pulled up to the second one and asked what the dealio was. I said, “is this something my daughter should hear? If not, I don’t want to know.” Apparently, someone who wasn’t supposed to be there was exposing themselves. That’s all I got out of them before I started going basically “LA LA LA NOT LISTENING” because, hello, my child was in the back seat.
Em doesn’t seem to know anything about it, thankfully. I haven’t seen anything on the news yet, and I’ve got a call in to Em’s teacher.
In light of events, let’s go with a bad guy-themed picture today: Repo Man. Yes, that is what my daughter said, “repo man.” In this picture, the repo man has come to take the family baby. Note the evil moustache and pleased expression on the villain, as well as the open O mouth of alarm on the mother and, I assume, father. Oh, the humanity!
ETA: I found a news story about the flashing. They got the time wrong by a good hour, and they spelled my kid’s school name wrong. I e-mailed. It’s been a hour and no correction. Journalists today stink!