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
me: Ok…
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.

lightbulb!

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.