My child came home from school yesterday, beaming and it wasn’t because he was announced as the highest fundraiser in his school for the Jump Rope for Heart.
“Mom! Guess what?”
“Um, you found a dinosaur egg?”
Josh giggled. “No…”
“Uh, there was a family of baby otters in your lunchbox this morning?”
“No! Guess what we got to play with today?”
“Operation. Kerplunk. Checkers. What’s in Ned’s Head…”
By now, he’s getting irritated and reaches into his bag. “I drew a picture of it!”
He handed me this…
At first, I was shocked. Why did my kid draw a wiener? Why are the balls so big? How does he know there is hair there when you get older? Why do they have organized “play with your weenie” time in kindergarten? Is that what they do during rest time now?
I was about to ask him questions and then I actually read what the paper said…