"Monsquat"

Once upon a time there was a little second-grader at San Elijo Elementary named Monson. He was a big cutie with an even bigger personality. Every time he smiled there was a little twinkle in his eye. He was adored and loved by adults and kids alike. The girls all gravitated towards this boy...especially the older ones. In fact, his best friend, Dunya, a girl, was a fourth-grader. Wow. "There's just something special about that Monson."

Every day after school, Monson and McKenzie, the big sis, would walk to their older brother, Brayden's class, (a fifth-grader), so they could walk home from school together. One of these fifth-grade girls, let's just call her Natasha (cause that's her real name), thought Brayden & McKenzie were calling this boy "Monsquat." Even after she learned his real name, she thought he was such a cutie, she'd start chanting in an endeering tone, "Monsquat, Monsquat, Monsquat" whenever he was within ears distance. Pretty soon, the majority of the fifth-graders in this class caught on. At lunch time they would stand up as Monson (the second-grader) would walk by and sing their chant which also has a little squatting dance to accompany it. They even made a little Monsquat Fan Club in honor of this cute little boy with a twinkle in his eye. For reals. It's totally official.

Last night was Open House and even though Brayden had a baseball game and couldn't attend, I took the other 5 kids to visit Bray's classroom. One of Bray's classmates saw Monson and then rumblings that "Monsquat's here" could be heard throughout the room. I wasn't privileged to see the dance, but I experienced the chant. REALLY FUNNY. I am the Mom of Monsquat. That should count for something.