I picked Jack up from soccer last night and he was very upset. Apparently he had gotten into some serious trouble at school. A kid wiped yogurt on him at lunch, so Jack picked up his spoon to fling some yogurt back at the kid (according to Jack, this was all in fun). Well, the kid ducked and the yogurt hit the wall. The lunch lady went nuts and made a big deal out of it, calling Jack's teacher over. So, today, Jack has to have lunch in the office. Mitch and I couldn't get too upset over it, but we did act concerned and gave him a lecture, while secretly laughing about the Yogurt Incident of 2007.

Anyway, as luck would have it, I had ordered 'Jesus Camp' from Netflix. Let me just say, that if you want to watch a horrifyingly scary documentary that makes 'Inconvenient Truth' look like an episode of Dora the Explorer, this is the film for you. It's about an Evangelical/Pentacostal Christian Camp for kids where they're training their kids to little soldiers for Christ so they can take over America with their messages of hate and intolerance. I'm not exaggerating. They use those words in the film. So, for fun, I told Jack that Dad and I had paid a deposit on a new camp for him, since he seemed to getting into trouble a lot at school, what with walking home in the middle of kindergarten, causing his third grade teacher to go insane, and the abovementioned yogurt incident, and they sent us this 'informational dvd' about it. After a minute of watching, he started laughing, getting the joke, but he couldn't stop watching it like it was a particularly gruesome trainwreck. Unfortunately, I think it gave him nightmares. I guess my job is done as far as the Yogurt Incident of 2007 goes.