“I’m a weekend warrior!” King exclaimed.
“Ha, ha, King! You are no such thing,” Kay said.
“Come on, King. You’re a crab. You are far from a warrior.”
“I am more than a crab. I am a WEEKEND WARRIOR!”
Kay let out a loud sigh. “What makes you think that, King? You need to explain this to me.”
“Well, all my Crabbies are out ruining the day for people all across the country! From the east coast to the west coast.”
“Um, King. Jay just chased Too-Tired away, so I don’t think he’s out ruining anyone’s day, especially across the country!”
“Nonsense, Kay. Too-Tired has a lot of legs. He can make time.”
“No way! Look down there!” Kay said, pointing to a tree a few yards away.
“He’ll get going. You’ll see. We are WEEKEND WARRIORS!”
“King, look again. He’s leaning against the tree and he’s sleeping.”
“Well, um… well, um… you know, Kay. I really should get a move on. I have to be in Oregon soon.”
Kay laughed. “Okay, King. If you say so, you big ole weekend warrior.”
And with that, King strolled away. He went over to Too-Tired and let out a scream. “Wake up, Too-Tired. We have work to do!”
Too-Tired jumped up and yawned.
“You two are some weekend warriors,” Kay called out. “You can go anywhere you want. You’ll always find CrabbieMasters! And you don’t even know what it means to be a weekend warrior. You silly Crabbie. You don’t try to ruin the day only on the weekends!”
“Whatever, Kay,” King yelled, and he and Too-Tired walked away… slowly.
We think it’s going to take them a long time to get to Oregon!
It’s that time of year. Kids all across the country are either already back to school or will begin soon. For Hurry-Up that means he’s on the prowl looking for all those kids running late and making mom or dad late.
Hurry-Up is a unique Crabbie because he wears inline skates. How does he get those claws inside skates?
Kay once asked him and his answer was, “I have special skates.” He also claims he never gets blisters and never falls.
Hurry-Up is fast. Really fast. So all you kids need to be on-guard. He will sneak into your day before you even know he’s there. He’ll do his best to make you late. Beating him is easy. All you need to do in the morning is get up when it’s time, get ready and don’t lag when it’s time to leave. Hurry-Up wants you to be slow like a turtle.
Nothing makes Hurry-Up leave in a hurry faster than a CrabbieMaster!
Bye bye, Hurry-Up!
This is an exciting day! You see, the CrabbieMasters are challenging the Crabbies to a baseball game.
This all came about when the CrabbieMasters were trying to play ball in the park one day not long ago. King, Too-Tired and Hungry showed up… trying their hardest to ruin the game. Too-Tired tried to tire out the pitcher and Hungry was busy making sure no one stopped playing long enough to break for lunch.
Finally, Jay made an offer.
“Hey, King. Why don’t you get your Crabbies together and we’ll challenge you to a game of baseball.”
“You got it! Just say when,” King said.
“One week from today. Meet here at noon.”
And so the game was on…
“Strike one! Strike two! Strike three! You’re out!” The umpire called out as Kay returned to the dugout.
“Don’t worry, Kay,” Jay said. “We have two more chances.”
“It’s… it’s… it’s out of the field!”
Home run for Jay!
With a score of 1-0 at the bottom of the first, Hurry-Up took to the plate.
It’s a hit! And he’s off… first… second… third… and he’s home! He’s pretty fast in those inline skates. The score is now 1-1.
The game went on with one team scoring one point and the other team scoring one point.
Then came the tie-breaker…
Kay was at the plate. Can’t-Do was pitching. “Na, na, na, na!” Can’t-Do chanted at Kay. “You can’t do it. You can’t hit the ball. Come on, Kay, let’s see a strike.”
“Strike one!” the umpire called.
Oh no. This was it. Full count. Bases loaded. Can’t-Do taunting and teasing.
“Don’t pay attention to Can’t-Do,” Jay yelled. “Just focus on the ball. Keep your eye on the ball.”
Kay did as Jay said, and she watched as the ball came toward her. She swung! She hit! Boy, did she hit! Over the fence and into Mrs. Wilder’s flower bed.
“Homerun!” the umpire shouted. The game was over. CrabbieMasters won! Kay was carried off the field by her teammates and the Crabbies crawled away.
Mrs. Wilder came over and handed Kay the game ball. “Great game, kids! Be sure to stop over when you leave and I’ll give you some nice peaches to take home.”
Team CrabbieMasters had a great day. They won the game and they got to pick some yummy peaches from Mrs. Wilder’s tree.
And that made everyone very happy!
Poor Kay. Her day didn’t start too well.
Her dad asked her to do a hard chore. He didn’t think it was hard, but Kay did. He had asked her to move some boxes from her mom’s sewing room to the garage.
The first three were easy. They were light and not too large. Then… a big one stared at her.
I can’t move this by myself, she thought. I wish Jay would hurry home.
But Jay wasn’t coming. He had spent the night at his friend’s house.
Kay huffed and puffed and took a deep breath. She tried lifting the box.
Not even a budge.
Nope. She couldn’t move it even one little inch.
She leaned over and tried once more to lift the box.
“Ha, ha, ha!”
“Who’s laughing?” She asked, standing and looking around.
Suddenly, something jumped on top of the box.
“It’s me! Can’t-Do!”
“Oh, I should have known you were around somewhere.”
“What’s the matter, Kay? Did I ruin your day?”
“I guess you did. I can’t lift this box and my dad asked me to take it to the garage.”
“Ha, ha, ha!” Can’t-Do laughed and laughed.
“What’s so funny?” a voice called out. “Do you need help, Kay?”
“Jay! You’re back. Yes, I could use some help. Can’t-Do here is trying to ruin my day.”
“Can’t-Do, take a hike. Kay and I got this!”
And so, Jay and Kay moved the box to the garage and Can’t-Do ran away pouting.
You see, friends, it’s okay to ask for help when you can’t do something on your own!