The Three R's+ the School of Hard Knocks...

Eddie once again has made a case against the "value" of schooling.

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YESTERDAY AFTERNOON

Eddie and Jack are walking toward each other in the hallway. Instead of quietly passing, they shove one another.

"You're a Freak!" Eddie says. "You're the Freak!" Jack replies, making a goofy face at Eddie.

(Now picture the quintessential shocked mother response): "Whoa, Hey... Guys! We don't talk to each other like that. I don't like that word and name calling is NOT allowed."

Without missing a beat, Eddie calmly replies. "Then you shouldn't send me to school. That's the kind of stuff we learn. Math. Social Studies. Swear Words."

He's right. I haven't forgotten what I heard during recess as a kid. It's really difficult losing some of the control over the influences my children are subject to as they grow older.

That being said, I am PERFECTLY aware that my darling boy could have easily attributed his foul-mouth education to his mother. I am relieved to see that he doesn't. (yet.) Such a good boy! ( My profanity confession here).

postscript-disclaimer:
I realize that these stories are especially funny to me because I am their doting mother. I mean, really. Who is more adorable, clever or funny than your own child?

I just know I'd regret not writing these things down later.