Dunking time, or lack there of

Car duty is the poshest duty of all.  I'm not sure if it is really coveted, but it just might be.  This year is the first time that I've been at such a high rank.  The first days of school I started on duty and I instantly fell in love with it.  The best part is greeting slumber-filled students and their in-a-rush parents or drivers with a resounding "Buenos Dias" or "Dobre Utra" or a peppy "Good Morning".  However, yesterday was more special than most.  I received my first perk: a pack of Oreo's.  Now , don't get any crazy notions like these were double stuffed, or pink and red, or any other funny business like that.  These were the original originals; not two, but six whole cookies.
**aside: They've just begun selling them here since Christmas.  It was so cute, they had little gals dressed up at Silpo (the supermarket) with samples of the cookies and milk.  When I took just a cookie, she motioned that I was supposed to dip it in milk.  My mind wandered to where that label-less milk had come from, so made the choice to smile and nod and savor the cookie instead.  Normally, in the States, I wouldn't choose to buy Oreos, but when in Ukraine, "Why not?"**
Back to the package at school, I felt awful when I offered one of the last ones to the other Spanish teacher (a lovely "Mexican" speaking Ukrainian for whom I'll need to devote an entire post algun dia) and she told me that she had never tried one before.  AND, I STILL DIDN'T HAVE MALOKO!  I taught her the classic twist and lick.  Now if only Reese's were here, because there's not just one way to eat a Reece's!
Also on the topic of slam dunking, Rawly loves to dunk just about everything.  This evening he was so cute as he was reluctant to let go of the ball (baseball and Christmas ornament) after he put it through the hoop--but he was so proud of himself that he kept clapping after doing it!
And for the hat trick, Rawls's new obsession is trowing his dirty diaper into the trash can.  He points and hollers and says, "ball, ball, ball" until we pick him up and take him to the trash bin in the bathroom.  How silly was I ever to let him do that in the first place?

I think that I've lost my steam, sorry for no cute Rawly picture posts...