High School Musical + Sweaty Kids + Fake Tattoos = Oodles of Fun

So last night was the highlight of life for every 8 year old kid in Indianola. The Irving elementary Sock Hop. The concept sounds magical: children in poodle skirts and leather jackets, a DJ and glow necklaces (like Kappa rave,but less lame). LH, AC and I were in charge of the most important booth at the entire endeavor: temporary tattoos. I finally realized why my mom hated temporary tattoos, they are a pain in the ass. We spent two hours rubbing sweaty kids with sponges, and let me tell you Spongebob Squarepants tattoos dont stick to sweaty kids' foreheads, just a life lesson. I did have a magical moment when a little boy came up to get a tattoo and picked out two very special ones, one had a crown that said #1 Princess the other pink and purple hearts that said Princess. I so generously told him that they said princess which was a girl thing, but he insisted. The look on his mother's face when he ran to show her was absolutely wonderful. Such disappointment and fear at the same time, classic. Another thing that I found to be interesting is the choice of music at such a magical event, I never imagined going to a dance in which 200 small children were able to sing word-for-word such classics as Soulja Boy, In Da Club and Mambo #5, what is the world coming to? Small children shouldn't know any of those songs, I figured we might as well played a little gangster rap if we are going to teach great life lessons such as how one must "superman that ho." But my favorite part was when the DJ would play the first note of anything High School Musical or Hannah Montana and then I would miss the next 18 bars because of the hysterical chick screaming. I haven't wanted to remove my own ears more since that last NSYNC concert that I went to, what is wrong with the youth of tomorrow. The Disney channel is ruining future presidents and world leaders with that crap. Overall though, an entertaining night, I picked a few youngins that I would have kidnapped given the chance but overall I cemented in my mind that children are tiny adults except more adorable and less considerate. Life lesson young ones: be kinder to your tattoo artist, because that tattoo will look pretty stupid upside down on your forehead. Just thought you'd like to know.