Today was a day off from school from my intrepid kindergartner and a day on for parents to go find out exactly where their little mines fall on the scale of academic absorption. For the children, a delightful holiday. For parents, a day less fun than going to the dentist, plus the joy of having to wrangle someone to watch your kids who’s not doing the exact same thing you are. Good times.
Well, actually, it pretty much was a good time. It seems Sammy is a little sponge when it comes to readin’ and writin’ and ‘rithmetic. Not that I would know because getting information out of him is akin to shoving bamboo under his fingernails. So it was awesome to hear that he’s ahead of the game (whew!). We’ve got some issues to figure out to help him pay attention and focus better, but we’re on top of that, and we’ll get them worked out. Plus, he’s being named citizen of the month at the next school assembly, so I’m thinking the kid deserves some ice cream.
Now is where I insert the sound of the record needle screeching off the vinyl…
In an effort to wear the kids out a bit (and postpone working out, alright), I took the kids to the park. No big deal, Sammy is pretty trustworthy in such an environment, and Sabrina can’t outrun me yet. All was peachy as I watched Sabrina playing with a pretend steering wheel while keeping an eye on Sammy across the playground making piles of leaves and wood chips (I don’t know, he’s a boy, dirt is magnetic). I’m making sure Sabrina doesn’t whack herself in the head (as usual) when I turn my head to spot check the boy, perfectly framed by the playground equipment. Only what I saw wasn’t a boy building a mountain out of nature’s debris, but a waxing full moon as Sammy pulled down his pants and began to water several square feet of parkland.
I’m pretty sure I made it over to him in a single bound, yanked up his shorts and dragged him out of the park, Sabrina shuffling behind. All in about 3 seconds flat.
I’m actually glad I forgot my camera.
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