The facts about F.A.C.S.

Family and Consumer Science is a required class at my kids' middle school. Last night my youngest dutifully prepared his choice from the menu, "haystacks", which is a confection composed of peanut butter, butterscotch chips, peanuts, and crunchy chow mein noodles. It is also the height of the flu season. Within half an hour of eating his creation, my son rushed to the commode. Since his older brother was already down for the count, I just assumed we would have a sick day today. However, upon awakening, my youngest said he felt perfectly fine, so we completed his task by packing up the haystacks to take to class and filled out his form, signed by parent, to complete the assignment. With my "get in the car now or take the bus" sign (see previous post - stunned silence"), we started to head out with his little candy trophies to share and brother, who needed to go in early. But, we had got no further than the top of the driveway when youngest bolted out the door. I figured he was staying home so proceeded through the n'hood while he purged in the shrubbery. "Wait," he pathetically wailed as the neighbor walking his dog shook his head laughing. This kid is a trooper. He doesn't even like going to school. But he really wanted to share those haystacks with the class.

I am torn. Do you think he should still turn in the haystacks to get his grade? Does this mean a failing grade if you throw up your own creation? We may never know . . .