Nothing of consequence...

Tonight, I dropped my cell phone.  That has happened before, but this time one hinge broke off.  Since it is a Razor (flip) phone, that doesn't flip anymore, I grabbed one of our older phones and moved my SIM card.  Terre's phone goes off contract in December.  If I hold off until then, we'll upgrade together.  Not really such a big deal, except they tend to do a lot of two-for-one sales that we've never been able to take advantage of.  So much for the day....nothing else of consequence even had a chance of occurring!

A teacher was helping one of her kindergarten students put
his boots on.  He asked for help and she could see why.
Even with her pulling and pushing the boots just didn't want
to go on.  By the time she'd got the second boot on, she'd
worked up a sweat.

That's when the little boy said, "Mrs. Smith, they're on the
wrong feet."

She looked, and sure enough, they were.

It wasn't any easier getting them back off and re-put on the
correct feet.  That's when the little boy said,

"These aren't my boots."

She bit her tongue (who wants to swear at a 5 year old boy?)
and managed to keep her cool as together they worked 'em
back off.

He said, "They're my brother's.  My mom made me wear them."

Mrs. Smith didn't know whether to laugh or cry.  But she
mustered up the courage one more time to wrestle those
boots on his feet again.

"Now," she said, "where are your mittens?"

"I stuffed them in the toes of my boots."