I've been putting in as much time as possible at The Big ones school lately. I swear, every day that I am there I'm come home with a dozen different stories and catching myself looking at the parents (and teachers) in a different light.
For instance. Last week I was working with the kids in small groups on some Christmas projects. We're all chatting away when my son pipes up that he wants an "easy bake, whatcha gonna make", A.K.A easy bake oven, for Christmas. The girls all pipe up that they want one to which causes him to defend his desire by stating that it's for boys too because they have blue ones. So me in my need to defend my son, who in no way needed defending, butts in and tells them all that some of the most famous chefs in the world are men. One kid says "oh yeah thats true. But my dad can't cook". One chimes in "mine can cook but my mom won't let him'. And the last? She pipes up that her "dads lazy and doesn't do anything".
I think I need to start putting a mic on The Big One so I can hear the dirt he's dishing on us at school. Oh to be a fly on the wall in that classroom.
I will create, not destroy
11 months ago