kindies - part two

Here are two more little stories that came out of those few kindergarten days I had.

They both took place during "activity time". In kindergarten, as I'm sure you can remember, there is lots of time to play. And there are lots of different little stations you can go to play in. Places like the sand box, the painting, the blocks, and the play-house. So, at activity time, the kids are all scattered about the room, doing their own thing, and my job is essentially to make sure they aren't pulling each other's hair out, or stuffing things up each other's noses or anything like that. So I walk past a few little boys building things with the blocks. As they drive their little toy trucks around the construction site they've created, one starts to sing, "I believe I can fly", and the others join in. "I believe I can touch the sky" they sing together. Not Barney, or Fred Penner or Raffi - these four year old boys are singing R Kelly. Hilarious. Adorable. It sounds a bit like Alvin and the Chipmunks.

So I continue on my way, and come to the play-house. There are, not surprisingly, two little girls playing there. I overhear them and stop to listen. Of course they notice me and come over to explain what's going on.

"Our husbands are always late," the one tiny girl says. "Every day. Every day they are late for supper. They come home late from work."

"Oh no!" I respond, going along with it of course.

"Yes. So now they are fired. " I interpret this to mean they can no longer be their husbands because the wives are firing them. Which was very funny.

Clearly the other little girl is similarly confused, "We're going to get fired!" she cries.

But, to clear it up, the other one continues, "They're fired," she says again, "we called their bosses".

"Oh!" I say, very amused, but trying not to make it too obvious that I'm laughing at them. Two little miniature wives, so upset about their husbands constantly being late for supper that they call their husbands' bosses and get them fired so they won't be late any more!! So funny. How do their little brains come up with this stuff?