Faithful readers of this blog are familiar with Lindsey. She is the woman who saved helped me when I had that monstrous teeny tiny mishap - accidentally locking my clothes in a locker with a random lock that happened to be hanging there while only wearing a towel. Last week her 5th grade math class was working on different number combinations, using locks as an example. The class apparently did so well that she decided to reward them with a humorous story about locks. Yes, that would be the story about yours truly. It was an example of how the right combination does you no good if it isn't applied to the correct lock. The class thought it was hilarious. Just glad to be doing my part to educate today's youth. Alright, I even admit it was really funny...in retrospect...alright it was even funny when it was happening!
Not every child enjoyed a recent brush with the education system. As I predicted on Monday, my younger son (YS) did pitch a fit today when I dropped my older son (OS) off at preschool. I assumed he believed that his brother was being feted with cookies and brownies at preschool. However, when I took him out of his carseat at home, I realized he had been uncomfortable from sitting on a Fisher Price Little People dog. He was all smiles once he was back to playing with OS's most coveted toys while his brother was at school.
A. Elliot's Lesson Learned: Playing at home and hearing stories at school are both fun.Labels: Exercise and Fitness, Humor (at least Attempted), Preschool |
That reminds me of when Michael complained his feet hurt so we took him to get his shoes checked and it turned out he had a rock in his shoe. Yeah, we are morons.