The Preschool Education

Shelby's latest line of questioning ends in this sweet, lilting voice, "What for?"
I will point out that ending sentences with a preposition is a genetic flaw, inherited by her father.
Her most recent topic: the skeletal system. Her question, "What are the bones in your feet called, Mommy?" And being the smart ass that I am, I responded, "Metatarsals." My 3 year old took a second to digest this and then said, "Metatarsals are the bones in your foot mommy, and metacarpals are the bones in your fingers."

And so it was the sun shone down upon the land and angels sang in harmony,"This is the sign you needed. Aaaaaammen!" And I looked up and finally knew the reason I write that big fat tuition check every month. Preschool.

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