Tomorrow my class is taking a field trip to Lower Manhattan to visit the Fraunces Tavern museum for a little American Revolution fun.

A kid asked what it was and a few kids started giggling at the mere mention of the word "tavern." I told them that yes, I was taking them to a bar. I told them that each kid was going to drink eight beers. I then would split the class into four smaller groups, give each group a compass, leave them on their own, and see which group could make their way back across the East River and back to school first.

A couple of kids claimed that that would be easy. I told them, "Not after eight beers, it wouldn't."

Close to six hours after school ended today and still not one parent complaint!