Me: *peering at school newsletter* I don't like their revised words to 'Little Bunny Foo Foo"
Chris: Oh?
Me: In this version they KISS them on the head.
Chris: No, no, no. You BASH them on the head. Otherwise when Little Bunny Foo Foo gets caught, it's pedophilia.
Me: No it's not, it's bestiality. It's a bunny, they're field mice. Or at least it's a cross species relationship. Of course, that's better - violence is always better than sex.
Chris: You mean sex is better than violence.
Me: Yeah, that. Well then, this makes no damn sense at all. I'm confused now.
Other things:
Kindergartens make no sense. My brain hurts. From what I can determine, the boy won't be starting kindergarten until 07-08? He's four in October ... that's so stupid. So he'll be nearly six?
When I was in kindergarten (old granny hat on) they started the calendar year they turned five. *thumps cane on floor, looks ornery* You damn kids get out of my yard!
Seriously, WTF?
We're trying to set up a tour of the Oregon State blindy school for the next few weeks, because they might be able to do something sooner, sometimes they do. Chris talked to the admissions director this afternoon. (Or maybe the dude was being nice because Chris was from Tennessee and so is this guy. Another WTF moment.) (Oh,
kightp: Mark emailed us last week, I believe; we're still getting our questions together, but we ought to get back to him soon, just so you know your mechanations were successful. :-D)
Why are all the pre-k's in North Portland? That makes no sense either. They're either in North or Northeast. And of course, neighborhood kids get preference ... and Head Start got all squeamish at the blind + nonverbal combo ... you know, Head Start, the ones that are supposed to handle this kind of thing? Yeah.
Now I have a headache. Must remember to ask doctor about IUD, because I'm sure as hell not going through this again for at LEAST three years, if even then. There are days I wonder if Costco sells a Home Spaying Kit. If they do, can someone pick me up one? I'll pay shipping.