Today is the last day of school for the 2013-2014 academic year for the Ohio Bear children. The last day would have been Friday, but the number of snow days necessitated adding one (count 'em, ONE!) day to the end of the school year.
I am old enough to forget that the last day of school is a special day in kids' lives. The kids are brimming with anticipation, looking forward to summer vacation. The next three months will be filled with camp, swimming, family vacations to exotic destinations (okay, may not "exotic") staying up late, and sleeping in.
My kids are finishing 2nd grade and kindergarten, so unless they mature beyond their years, I don't have to worry about them engaging in any last-day-of-school buffoonery. As for the older kids in the upper middle class Ohio community in which I live, I wonder what's in store? I await sights of toilet-papered homes and stories of the Frisch's Big Boy being stolen.
What is your best last-day-of-school story? Bonus points if it resulted in absconding with an iconic symbol of American culture.