The other day I watched Emma get off the school bus. I noticed she was talking to a boy that is four years older. He seemed to be yelling something at her from across the street, and I could see that she was none too happy about it.
I asked what was going on, and she said that he was telling her why Santa did not exist.
I was not happy with that boy. Why did he care, in January, whether or not my daughter believed in Santa? And why did he, in January, feel the need to enlighten her?
I heard that this same boy was having problems in school and was being expelled. My Macey is good friends with his little sister, so I asked her if she had heard whether he was being home schooled after getting into trouble.
"I don't know" she told me. "No one has said ANYTHING about it on the playground."
I laughed so hard. She had just repeated a popular pun, but she was really serious! That truly is where all the information is dispersed, so if people are not talking about it on the playground, it probably is not happening.
I love Macey.