Can We Unlearn Some Things From School?

My lady has her last day of preschool today. It's been a wonderful class for her and she's learned a lot of randomness - the letters K, O, A, N, X, and probably some others that she's holding out on me; more than she needs to know about butterflies, ladybugs, and lava; and how to put two dots on a paper and call it a finished piece of art.

She's also learned some good old fashioned potty mouth insults. Those are the things that I wish we could return. Some of the insults are ones that probably came out of my mouth as a child, but she has definitely picked up some unique ones too.

Thursdays are show and tell days. One little guy in her class either brings his favorite blankie every week or he switches it up with something so totally out of the box that it must get the kids thinking. Last week was a turkey baster - "Sometimes I share this with my Mom."

Me being me, my first thought was not - How unique!. It wasn't - How funny!. Nope, I thought - God bless her, she actually cooks enough to be using a turkey baster and it's not even Thanksgiving? But, back to my story...

So, the kids were quite taken by the turkey baster. So taken in fact that yesterday I got this:


Ana, put your markers away - I'm going to read a story to you on the couch.

Okay, you turkey baster head!


Granted, it was probably not my best hair day, but turkey baster head? Now that's just insulting.