It’s no secret that I try to capture the everyday stories and moments of my day in my scrapbooking. These are the pages I really enjoy looking back on- as opposed to the “big day” layouts. The little stories would most likely be forgotten- and sometimes I find that I have forgotten them- until I flip thru one of my scrapbooks ;)Anyway- Friday brought with it one of these moments- and it I just wanted to share with you.
So, my preschooler came out of school- and seemed a little down. He’s not one to talk about school right away- so I waited until we got home and asked what went wrong in school that day? He told me he was upset about the man who kept looking at him. WHOA! What!? I tried to sound calm. I tried to sound casual. But was totally freaking out inside. Here’s the conversation:
me: um what man honey?
him: you know, the one who’s always there.
(there are no men in his little school)
me: does he clean up at the school? or work there?
him: no. But he’s always watching me. Always. he just keeps looking.
me: hmmm, what does he look like?
him: he wears fancy clothes all the time.
Me: Ok…. (fancy clothes!! my head is splitting!!)
him: and that tie
him: and sometimes he wears a big hat…
me: hat? (a pscycho clown? are you kidding me!)
him: yes- and I dont like his beard.
me: Honey- do you mean Abraham Lincoln? The picture on the wall?
him: yes! He’s always looking!
him: and that guy with the white hair- him too!
you cant make this stuff up.