No, not that one. Not that silly security device employed by paranoid car owners within a 50-mile radius of Newark, NJ.
The peapod squad announced yesterday that they have joined a school club. In kindergarten. Imagine my excitement.
The Diabolo Club, to be exact. Sounds too much like “diabolical,” right? Exactly the kind of thing you would NOT want your kids joining. But no…apparently a diabolo is a Chinese Yo-Yo.
So after digesting the part about having to purchase a $20 diabolo for each of them and having them at school extra early on Tuesdays for practice, I asked why they wanted to do this.
Snap: Because we can’t wait to see the clubhouse. Clubhouses are cool, Mommy!
Me: Did they say there was a clubhouse? Because this piece of paper you brought home says they’ll practice in the gym.
Snap: The gym? That’s not a clubhouse! I already go there for PE.
Me: Do you still want to be in the club now that you know there’s no clubhouse?
Snap (after a long pause): I guess. Some really cute girls from my class joined, too.
Dandy. I can see what the future holds and it’s a teensy bit frightening.
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