Wednesday, September 10, 2008

The Joys of Preschool, Year 2


I was happily blog reading when my daughter, The Affectionate One, age five, decided to regale me with her version of today's preschool happenings. And it went a little something like this:

Cherie: Blah, blah blah . . . blah, blah blah . . . and C--- didn't like it very much.

I assume you noticed the blah blah blahs. Those are code for not really listening.

Before you all gang up on me for being a naughty mommy who doesn't hang onto every word spoken by her offspring, can I just put in a word or two in my defense? My children speak a lot. A very whole heck of a lot. So much so that half the time THEY don't even listen to what they are saying.

I so wish I were kidding. And I cannot even imagine where they get it from. A-hem.

But, I digress.

I tried backing up the conversation without letting on that I didn't catch all of the pertinent informational parts.

Me: C--- was upset, huh?

Cherie: Yeah. But I did tell her I liked them both.

Me (still a mite confused, but plunging in anyway): That's good, honey. It's OK to like more than just one person in your class.

Cherie: But it still made her sad. I didn't want to make her sad.

Me: Even if it makes her sad, it's still the right thing to do.

Cherie(sighing): I guess.

Suffice it to say there was a whole lot of drama today. Among the four and five years olds. In the preschool room.

And THEN she laid this one on me: Mommy, the teacher got after me today.

Me (surprised, but trying not to show it, after all this is our princess who can do no wrong): Oh, I see. What did she get after you for?

Cherie (trying to act repentant): Not being quiet at story time.

Me (as gently as I could): Will you do that again?

Cherie: I'm gonna try. But, Mommy? It sure is hard. Sometimes there is so much to say!

Yes, sweetie, I know just what you mean.

3 comments:

  1. Oh I feel her pain. I can't count how many times I got in trouble for talking in class.

    And Hey! We're suppose to pay attention when our kids talk?? Hmm, suddenly this explains some things. ;)

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  2. Aw.. poor thing - she's right!

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  3. Oh, my. Do I ever! My preschooler narrates my whole day. A constant chatter. Thanks for supporting me on my little bloggy jog around the bloggy block!

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