"I never could get the hang of Thursdays," lamented Arthur Dent, in The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. I have to agree. Thursdays are pretty chaotic around here. The boys' schools run on different schedules on Thursdays. Every week I have to make notes in my planner to be sure that I drop off, pick up, and receive the boys at the right times. Then there's a piano lesson, a soccer practice, dinner in a couple of shifts, and everyone goes to Scouts. Thursdays are a mess.
But maybe D2 has a solution. His kindergarten teacher has provided him with various memory-enhancing songs, including one about the days of the week. He insists that it goes like this:
"Sun-day, Monday
Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday,
Sa-turda-ay,
Seven days a week."
I've tried to tell him that this doesn't add up, but I cannot convince him. D2 doesn't believe in Thursdays.
Sounds good to me. Too bad my den-leading partner wouldn't appreciate disbelief in Thursdays as an excuse to skip Cub Scouts.
Which day is busiest for you?
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