>Signs She’s Not Ready for Preschool
>”Here we go round the Mulberry bush,” I sang while getting Baby ready this morning. Happily distracted, she chimed in on the verses of “This is the way we wash our hands” and “This is the way we go to school.”
The song was over. Or so I thought.
“This is the way we shot the bad guys, shot the bad guys, shot the bad guys!” she sang. “This is the way we shot the bad guys on a cold and frosty morning!”
I’m steeling myself now for the parent-teacher conferences that are sure to be in my future.
>I overhear my 5 year old daughter singing — “Let’s go home and get stoned” — which is from a song by the group Hinder.I’m just waiting for the phone call from her school.Isn’t it funny the things they learn??!!??Kathy
>Yeah, we stopped letting ours watch Sopranos before she went to preschool at 2 and a half … it was fine. I think. Or perhaps her teachers are just too scared of her to report back … hmmm.
>There was a time in my past (that I would like to forget about) that I listened to county music. There was a song by Kenny Chesney about drinking, where he says something like ‘the devil takes you by the hand and leads you’…. about the trouble he got into while drinking again.My son was in Kindergarten then, at a private christian school. He went to school and told the teacher that his Mom listened to songs about the devil.That was kinda hard to explain.
>yes, imagine living with a 6-year-old ‘Parrothead’ who also attends a Catholic School who jumped out of the car, mid-week, singing along with the radio..’…let’s get drunk and screw…’Freight elevator to Hell…Party of One!
>Been there, done that—thanks to my creative, imaginative, adorable, energetic youngest son (who had the saber choreography from Star Wars memorized). Just smile 🙂 and move on!
>This will go on my blog tomorrow if I’m blank for NaBloPoMo, but I’ll share here anyway.Tonight we left my 2-year-old with the in-laws while we went to a movie and dinner. When we came back, she was shouting at the top of her lungs, “Pull my finger!” and then blowing fart noises on her arm. Too much time with my middle-aged single brother-in-law? I think SO!!!
>The children are usually ready for preschool. We the parents are usually not. From preschool through high school the teachers know it is not all the influence of the parents that end in mimics of TV, Radio or other. Preschool teachers know they have nothing to base there asumptions on so they usually give the benifit of a doubt the parents are good unless more frequent and outragous behavior comes about.
>Oh yeah, I got that phone call from Grandma when my 4yr old started singing “doncha wish ya girlfwen was wong wike me, doncha wish ya girlfwen was a fweek wike me, oh yeah, doncha…” No more late nite dj parties for YOU young lady…
>At least it was “shoot the bad guys”. It could have been “shoot the charity workers” or “shoot the endangered species” Look for a bright side, right?
>You can turn over some of the writing duties to Baby any day now!
>Dammit, Bunchkin climbed inside my head and stole my comment. Nevertheless, I still think you should look on the bright side – Baby wants to shoot the bad guys, not the good guys.Stay on the right side of the law (and Baby) and you’ll be fine.
>ROFL!At least I know I’m not the only one who has to hide under the pew at church when the boy starts talking about alien heads exploding while on the stage for “Children’s Moment”. Reading the comments was almost as entertaining as the post. Thanks for the giggle!
>Just tell the teachers that Quackwees taught it to her.My 3 year old walks around saying “Oh dammit,”if something doesn’t go her way. I try to get her not to say it, but it sounds too cute coming from her little mouth, especially with her hands on her hips.
>My son has taken to saying that he is going to get Superman to kick people arse’s if anyone bothers him. Kids are fun.
>Ahhh yes…. the joys of having odd (but BRILLIANT) children…
>I have a first grader who I wonder what his teacher probably thinks of us. Sometimes he just pops out a southpark cartman quote like respect my authority. I swear I dont let him watch he hears it I guess when we are. !
>Well at least she’s not singing songs about sex and drugs…yet…
>Okay…you just made my evening. That was so incredibly cute and funny.
>Yea, she’s been watching CSI Miami.
>My son and I were visiting my parents a few years ago, and my mom, my sister, me and my son were on our way to lunch somewhere. My son (then 6) suddenly breaks out singing, “I like big butts and I cannot lie…” My mother turned to me and gave me the strangest look. My sister started guffawing. I had to explain that he learned it from the movie Shrek. I don’t think my mom believed me.
>My little one LOVES killing imaginary bad guys…and we don’t even have tv! It’s crazy what they come up with.
>Sadly, she was making reference to one of the video games she “plays” with her father. He’s given her an extra controller so that she can sit beside him and think she’s in on the whole thing.She’s only been watching games like “Prince of Persia” and one about a thieving racoon, but apparently, it was enough to get the general idea of shooting bad guys.On the bright side, I was trying to get to a key stuck on a ledge while playing a video game the other day and Baby said, “I think maybe you need a ladder,” out of the blue. No ladders or references to ladders involved. So at least she’s learning something… I must be unschooling her!
>Ummm is it bad that my husband sings the lines from silence of the lambs while putting lotion on our kid? We just know she’s going to get kicked out of school for doing that weird Francis dance and singing about the lotion too.
>”it puts the lotion on it’s skin…or it gets the hose!”That’s pretty funny, Vicky.When I was dating my wife, I lived with a buddy who had 2 cats. One was named Satan, and would scratch anything that came near him.Once, when my (now)stepson was asked how he got a scratch on his arm at preschool, he answered “Satan scratched me”.Nice.
>Out of the mouths of babes…
>I remember my daughter singing some Grateful Dead..”Drivin’ that train, high on cocaine!” I convinced her it was “out in the rain” instead of the cocaine part.And as a preschool teacher, I get to hear all kinds of stuff. We go by the “I’ll only believe half of what I hear about you, if you will do the same for me” rule!