I am a bad mother.
I let my fourteen-year-old son play hooky from school in order to accompany Miss Louisiana, Kelsi Crain, on her first ever wetland tour.
So let the Hooky Police hand cuff me and drag me off to Bad Parent Prison, because it will have been worth it.
Now, if only the school system would be convinced that this should be an excused absence, right? I mean, at least for social studies and science. Back when he was homeschooled, he did all my tours with me and did a fantastic job of spotting wildlife, naming birds, and keeping me on my toes as far as information dissemination–just as he did yesterday.
It was his idea to turn off the big engine and raise it out of the water and use the trolling motor to quietly guide us through the Mauvais Bois so that we could hear the sounds of of the swamp. So, he gets an A in problem solving for the day in my gradebook.
We rode past the Swamp Dwellers’ place, but nobody was home. They would have danced a jig for Miss Louisiana if they had been there.
Kelsi is a gorgeous, personable young woman who does our state proud. I challenged her to take on the Louisiana Wetlands as her pet project once she wins the Miss American pageant in January 2011! As a ballet dancer, her platform is “Heart for the Arts’ that focuses on making healthy lifestyle choices and currently her pet project is Children’s Miracle Network. Whatever organization she chooses to represent, she impressed upon me that she would do a good job.
So, teachers, if you’re reading this, please give my son a break and maybe the office will even give him an excused absence since he was doing our state a service by escorting Miss Louisiana into the deep, dark swamp and protecting her from the big bad alligators and by educating her about the plight of our disappearing wetlands.
As a mom who loves her children, this was just one opportunity I could not let pass him up and one I knew he would remember his whole life.
She was sweet, gracious, and eager to learn. She even autographed a photo for Termite before she left to go along with that hug she gave him.
Kelsi, thanks for gracing us with your presence, and we wish you the best of luck in January 2011!