Tales from the Schoolyard

With Ethan in kindergarten now, I think Grace is feeling a bit like she's missing out. Evidenced by the fact that in her imaginary world she is also in school. So when Ethan and I were sitting at the table the other day doing his homework (which was essentially a list of questions the teacher gave to help us in getting him to talk about his day), Grace set up camp as well and got started on her homework.

Me: Okay, Ethan. The next question is "Who is a new friend you've made at school?"

Grace: [pausing in her scribbling and looking up to wait for the answer]

Ethan: Um, Brooke. [Grace returning to her scribbling with renewed purpose]

Me: Alright, "What do you like about her?"

Ethan: I don't know.

Me: Well if she's your friend then you have to like something about her.

Ethan: I like her clothes. {Seriously? This is his answer?}

Grace: [holding up her notebook to Ethan] Is this what Broke looks like?

Ethan: [looking at it closely] No, she has brown hair.

Grace: [furiously coloring with a brown crayon around the scribbled blob and then holding it up again] Is this what she looks like?

Ethan: [staring at it for a second] Yep.

Grace's new friend "Broke"

And there you have it. Perhaps Grace has a future career as a criminal sketch artist.

Alright, alright. You can't expect "A-Game" material 3 nights in a row. Perhaps tomorrow night I'll be able to regale you with more entertaining tales.