Last week we got a letter home from school stating that the National Association for the Education of Young Children (NAEYC) has designated this week "The Week of The Young Child." Don't they realize that when you have kids, every week is the week of the young child? No matter. According to the letter, the school had planned "a multitude of fun and exciting activities for your child to enjoy."
Monday was Pajama Party day. Easy enough. Both kids have pajamas. Check! And check! But they don't have the same kind of pajamas as Seth and Corbin have! (Tears, tears, tears) And I don't want to wear FOOTBALL pajamas! I wanted to wear my SHARK pajamas. (Tears, sobbing, tears.) "Your Shark pajamas are too small. The pants barely cover your knees, Gus. Patrick wears those pajamas now." "HE GETS TO WEAR MY SHARK PAJAMAS TO SCHOOL?" Tears, tears, tears, strapping into car seat, and off we go for our first day of (what was that again?) "fun and exciting activities for my child to enjoy."
Tuesday. Circus Day! Dress like a clown! Because everyone has a couple of clown suits just lying around the house collecting dust. Even worse than no clown suits, though, was the fact that we had one clown suit. Sized to fit the youngest child. (The one who got to wear the shark pajamas.) "I want a clown suit like Patrick's!" "We only have one. Which is why you get the really special costume." "What special costume?" "You get to be a Mexican Fire Clown!"
Monday was Pajama Party day. Easy enough. Both kids have pajamas. Check! And check! But they don't have the same kind of pajamas as Seth and Corbin have! (Tears, tears, tears) And I don't want to wear FOOTBALL pajamas! I wanted to wear my SHARK pajamas. (Tears, sobbing, tears.) "Your Shark pajamas are too small. The pants barely cover your knees, Gus. Patrick wears those pajamas now." "HE GETS TO WEAR MY SHARK PAJAMAS TO SCHOOL?" Tears, tears, tears, strapping into car seat, and off we go for our first day of (what was that again?) "fun and exciting activities for my child to enjoy."
Tuesday. Circus Day! Dress like a clown! Because everyone has a couple of clown suits just lying around the house collecting dust. Even worse than no clown suits, though, was the fact that we had one clown suit. Sized to fit the youngest child. (The one who got to wear the shark pajamas.) "I want a clown suit like Patrick's!" "We only have one. Which is why you get the really special costume." "What special costume?" "You get to be a Mexican Fire Clown!"
Wednesday. Messy Day! Don't forget to wear old clothes! This is an easy one. Unless you want to argue that this is the week of the youngchild, so technically, they don't have old clothes. And the clothes that are old, are designated as such only because they're too short and/or tight to be seen in public. But I don't want to argue. I just want to watch Gus walk to the car in a pair of jeans that only come down to his shins.
Tomorrow is Super Hero Day! Dress as your favorite super hero or fantasy character. Finally, Patrick's the one who's getting hosed. While Gus still has his Hulk costume from Halloween:
Tomorrow is Super Hero Day! Dress as your favorite super hero or fantasy character. Finally, Patrick's the one who's getting hosed. While Gus still has his Hulk costume from Halloween:
Patrick, I think, will be wearing this Invisible Man costume:
Friday caps off the week with a celebration of spring. No costumes. Just BYOB.
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