Henry's preschool teacher had to verify something with me today. She reluctantly approached me and in a hushed voice said...
"Um, I have a question for you..."
I never like that sentence because it can mean so many things. It could be the start of various quandaries such as “Is Henry allowed to write on people’s faces at home?” or “Henry thinks he is a Cat and is refusing to talk in anything but a meow”...or maybe, “Have you ever applied for ‘super nanny’?” You just NEVER KNOW. But alas, it was just this...
"Henry keeps saying that he is drawing Nemo's big Butt, do you know what he means by this?"
I had to explain that in the movie, Nemo's classmates call the boat a butt...and that is when Nemo is captured...when he touches the 'Butt'.
(Not that the child has not been exposed to big butts, as it is a trait on both sides of his family, and he I am sure that at his current height, where they are always right in his view point, he is fully aware of them...I am just not sure that he has made the connection in his head between what the movie is saying and the large derrieres that block his sunlight on a regular basis.)
His teacher, who may have been internalizing the big butt thing, was somewhat relieved...although I still say somewhat confused....huh....
About Me
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- PIE
- Maine, United States
- I used PIE, my nickname. When I was born, my father said "poor little pie face, she is so ugly no one will want to marry her, she will keep us warm in our old age." Yes it is true, and it stuck...so now, I am known as pie. This is how my journey started…NICE. I am a SAHM...which explains my brand of crazy. I live in Maine, just had another kid, and am feeling like I need to relocate to a shoe. My brother in-law and my sister convinced me that somehow, my life may be interesting to the masses…my secret thought is, as I sit at the bar in their house telling them about my life, they are thinking, “she is one crazy MoFo.” So this could just be their way of documenting it before they drop me off at the door of an institution. None the less, I have decided to give blogging a try. I do, however, worry that I will become the target of a seek and destroy mission led by my in-laws if I mention them too much, I am treading on thin ice as it is :-) Ultimately, writing about my screwed up life, I know I am eventually going to insult someone. So consider this a disclaimer and it is just going to have to cover it for the length of time that I decide to torture you all with my blog
4 comments:
OMG...that is too funny!
I totally get the feeling of dread though...man, you just never know what is going to come next.
Heee,Heee! I bet she was internalizing!
Should we start looking for a piece of land down by the river for Jack and Henry to park the van they are going to live in?....;)
I thought "butt" was the way Downeastahs say boat.
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