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Smarter than your average Bear
November 09, 2004 | Category: Mother to the First Power
Picture by Elizabeth: Bear, in the rain. 2004.
Bear comes into my office this morning and announces that he doesn't want to go to preschool.
The same preschool morning program that he's been in since he was 2. The one that cost us an arm, a leg, and 3 eyeballs to pay for. The one he begged to go back to, when we didn't re-enroll him at the start of this school year.
I pulled him on my lap and asked why.
"Because XBoy doesn't want to be my friend anymore. He said so."
Note: XBoy is this amazingly charismatic and popular little boy in Bear's class who will, undoubtably, be President some day. Or a rock star. Everyone wants to be his friend, and he uses that power about as kindly as you would expect. His mother, FormerModel, doesn't do play dates and doesn't make eye contact with us lesser parents. It's all very "As the World Turns".
So I reminded Bear that he hadn't wanted to put on his rain boots last time it rained, but then he did and he had a blast playing in the puddles. And that sometimes doing things that we don't think will be good turns out to be great.
Bear looked at me a long while. And then sighed. Because I am, after all, the MOST exasperating parent on this or any planet.
"Um, no," Bear informed me in his best 'DUH!' voice. "Mommy, School isn't boots."
So. There.
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