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Being four is tough!

Thursday, September 16, 2004

My four year old started school today. He informed me at 7:15am that he wasn't going to school today and he wasn't going to school this year. We got him to school and then one of the other mom friends brought him home because I had to go to the dentist (S%#T). When I got home and chatted with him...

me: "did you like school?"
him: "no I did not."
me: "I'm sorry."
him: "then why did you send me?"
me: "because you are a big boy now and it is time to start school, learn new things and meet new friends."
him: "can you come upstairs and watch me poo and wipe my bum when I am done?"

I guess the conversation was over. I hope he starts liking it soon. It will break my heart if he has to go every day and not like it!!!

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