This morning on the way to preschool....
Me: Sam, where's your school bag?
Sam: Mom, school bags are for losers.
Me: Oh, so you're not carrying a bag anymore? Where are you going to put your work?
Sam: Mom, you don't know anything about being cool. I'll fold it and put it in my pockets.
Me: So, I'm not cool?
Sam: Are you kidding me. Don't make me repeat myself.
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This exchange happened in the car. Once the car was parked, my very COOL 4 year old had a meltdown and had to be carried in. Before we walked in the door to his classroom he told me he needed a minute. I put him down and he walked away a few feet and wiped his eyes and then did a little wiggle. Maybe he was shaking it off. Then he turned around, gave me a fist bump and walked in to class like he owned the place. Then he yelled "hey guys, sorry I'm late, I had to chill out a little".
Me: Sam, where's your school bag?
Sam: Mom, school bags are for losers.
Me: Oh, so you're not carrying a bag anymore? Where are you going to put your work?
Sam: Mom, you don't know anything about being cool. I'll fold it and put it in my pockets.
Me: So, I'm not cool?
Sam: Are you kidding me. Don't make me repeat myself.
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This exchange happened in the car. Once the car was parked, my very COOL 4 year old had a meltdown and had to be carried in. Before we walked in the door to his classroom he told me he needed a minute. I put him down and he walked away a few feet and wiped his eyes and then did a little wiggle. Maybe he was shaking it off. Then he turned around, gave me a fist bump and walked in to class like he owned the place. Then he yelled "hey guys, sorry I'm late, I had to chill out a little".
Kids are weird. Period.
Especially, this one.
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I miss you, all of you. Even the weird one. Especially the weird one.
you changed your header!
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