I knew this day was coming.
Since Pat and I are both teachers and coaches, and since the kids have pretty much been raised in the bleachers and hallways of the school, I shouldn't be suprised that Peyton has started to pretend teach.
She trolls around on her fire truck, picks up every toy, piece of paper, blanket, pillow, peice of trash on the floor, and says:
"What color is this?"
Since we are a house of near genius, we almost always get the answer right. It is rewarded with:
"[Color]. Goooood," in a high, shrilly voice.
Sunday night I noticed her pick up a small but thick book, perch behind her miniature table, and say:
"Now. This is Bible Study. Who made an apple? [no answer, as we had all begun to tune her out after a day of color quizzing] God. Gooood."
Lord help her students.
"A student is not better than the teacher, but the student who has been fully trained will be like the teacher." --Luke 6:40
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