Mr. Bingo (my teacher) says I’m a lucky girl to have inventors for parents. I guess he’s right, but I don’t always feel so lucky – like at Field Day last year. Lots of it was fun. Mom and I fell three times in the sack race, which was kind of annoying. (Mom is six feet tall with long feet that get tangled sometimes.)
The last time we fell on Mrs. Chimpsky’s hot dog cooker, cracking it in two. Jenny Zwillager laughed so hard she almost passed out. Fortunately Mom is a chemistry professor and was able to fix it with glue she made in the school kitchen from vinegar, milk and baking soda.
Dad was his usual self! He brought his plasma-powered Hoopla Tubela. (I thought he was going to, so I hid it behind the washing machine, but he found it anyway.) It’s a big circular tube of gas that you put around your waist – kind of a Hula Hoop only with a jet engine. While I was talking to Monica, Dad got Principal Takashi to try it out. It made a terrible noise as the gas escaped. The Hoopla Tubela spun around Mr. Takashi like a rocket until I thought it was going to spin him off into space.
Everyone was looking at me like, “Can’t you do anything about your father?”
I managed to stop the gizmo with a pin from the donkey game. (Dad had forgotten how to use it’s remote control.)
Sometimes parents can be so embarassing!!!
