On Monday I was the helper parent at Benji's preschool and I really look forward to that chance to observe him in a different environment. Like the other kids, he played by himself for a while and played with the other kids for a while, although I think he played by himself (or with Mommy) more than most of the other kids. As is typical, he was more interested in playing Match Up, doing the maze, or sorting the shapes than in making the art project. He did play with the parking garage with the other kids and built tunnels for the cars with the blocks. At his suggestion the whole class decided to play with the doctor tools (with the baby dolls as the patients). And in the large motor room, he enjoyed showing Mommy how he can walk sideways on the balance beam.
Snack time, however, was the funniest part of school. I brought Teddy Grahams (chocolate chip flavored ones, which the kids loved). At some point Benji held up one of his teddy bears and told everyone how it didn't have an ear (I'm not sure if he bit it off or if it came that way, although I'm guessing he bit it off). The other kids (mostly the boys, I think) thought this was pretty funny and started biting body parts off of their teddy bears, too. Then we all talked about what our teddy bears couldn't do with certain body parts missing. For example, Benji's couldn't hear while one of the other boys had a teddy bear that couldn't walk. Benji also had one where he bit off just one leg and the teddy bear hopped all over the table. They all seemed to be having so much fun, and more interaction than I generally see Benji have.
I had assumed that they had all done this before since I know Teddy Grahams are a popular snack. The teacher said that this was a first (although she certainly wasn't bother by the snack dismemberment). So, yes, my son instigated the whole preschool class to dismember their Teddy Grahams. What will he think of next?
i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.
