Totally out of the blue we received a phone call from the super-cheap-but-really-awesome preschool that Avery went to when she was little. We signed Ethan up last May, only to find out we were 12th on the waiting list, so we just wrote the whole idea off. Turns out that he’s in! He is pretty pumped about the idea of going to school. I was talking to him about how much fun it’s going to be.
“Ethan, you are going to love school. You will have carpet time and get to hear stories.”
“I don’t like stories.”
“Hey Ethan, since you will be going to school we should probably work on you learning how to wipe your own butt. That way if you have to poop at school you can take care of wiping. You can’t ask the teacher for help.”
“Ok.”
From Owen “Hey Mom, will Ethan learn anything at preschool or will he just play and stuff?”
“Oh yea, he will learn things. Probably his address and phone number and letters and counting and stuff.”
From Ethan “And I will learn how to wipe my butt.”
All this for only $5 a day.
2 comments:
i can't stop laughing.
Hilarious!! He's a funny one!
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