Friday, October 26, 2012

Stuff Kids Say - School Edition

Leah was not a happy camper yesterday.

The kid has a rather ingrained sense of justice and it had been badly infringed.

First, they had done a PTO organized Fun(d)Run for the school - you run around the track and raise pledge money based on your laps or straight donations. After having been told it wasn't a race but just a fun time, she went out did her best and in the 10 minute time limit ran 7 laps of the 1/8th mile track. Each time you went around the track you got a band, and you could get a wrist band at any of a few stations along the track.

Being honest, she only took a band when she passed the same station so ended up with seven bands. She basically ran as fast as a third grader while only being a first grader.

However, some kids were grabbing multiple bands and one at least ended up with 26 bands which would mean the kid was breaking the sound barrier if he had truly run 26 laps in 10 minutes.

After saying it is not a race, yesterday the PTO announced winners including for most laps, and they did it by counting bands, so little 26 band fibber came in first. Interesting incentives are being created by the school now isn't it? She's clearly learning at a young age that authority figures aren't infallible.

Needless to say, she was furious as only a first grader can be.

On top of that outrage, she also wasn't allowed to eat a brownie she had brought with her lunch at school because the package said "produced at a facility that processes nuts" - not that it had any in it, but it was produced at the same facility. She was not amused, and I quote:

"I didn't even get to eat the damn brownie!"

When asked where she heard that she said: "From Daddy when he's driving."

Oh, Damn.

3 comments:

Scott said...

Every turn of phrase and mannerism you have gets reflected in your kids. Ask me how I know!

ProudHillbilly said...

Heeheeheehee!

Murphy's Law said...

Heh, heh, heh, heh...

Next time I see her, I've got a few words and phrases to teach her.

Picture a cute little voice exclaiming: "I am Gunnery Sergeant Hartman. If you ladies leave my island, if you survive recruit training, you will be a weapon. You will be a minister of death praying for war. But until that day you are pukes!"

She'll be rocking her school's gym class!