School

What can I say, the girl is a natural. School is the bomb. She woke up this morning and helped to pick out her clothes. She picked a sparkly shirt, because she wanted to show her teacher. She sang a song about Emily, her classmate, in the car on the way there, and she showed me the way to the restroom where she washes her hands before class (which is cute because of course I was the one to show her on the first day). At home she told me that the snack was just OK because the cheese was not good. She sang a song about sticky bubblegum stuck on her foot, sticky, sticky, sticky. And she warned me that I should not run in the snow because I could slip and fall and get hurt. When we painted with watercolors in the afternoon she grabbed the tape out of the drawer and explained that we had to put the pictures on the wall and showed me how to make tape circles. She told me that Andrew, another classmate, had a doctors appointment and that was why he wasn't at school last week. And she told me that the same Andrew spilled her cup of water at snack time and she forgot to get more water, OH NO! "I FORGOT TO GET MORE WATER!!!"

It's amazing what an outside influence will do to you kid. In this case it's all good, I can tell already that she listens to her teacher better than she listens to me. But it makes it easy to understand how so many kids get so messed up. One not-so-good friend, care-giver, teacher or whoever.... doesn't take much to get into a kids head, good or bad. Geez, I really need to stop swearing.