Josh comes home today:
“Look mom, we made gingersnaps in kindergarten!”
“Also, we had hot chocolate and candy canes at lunch time!”
Wow, kindergarten, it appears your kitchen is busier than mine. Also, Josh is having way too much fun. I’m pretty sure you’re setting him up for a lifetime of disappointment that the rest of life isn’t quite as fun as kindergarten.
On a separate note, can I please enroll in kindergarten? It sounds better than my experience. Mine was “sit still” and “take a nap,” two things I was terrible at.
I was good at art and dangling my participles. Thank goodness for first grade.
An American humorist, writer and author. When boiling down the chicken soup of life, she finds those golden, fried nuggets of truth & writes them long after the kids go to bed.
