Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Quite Frankly...

Jonathan is nothing if he's not honest. Like most kids his age, he just has not developed that filter on what he says (you could call it politeness, fakeness, dishonesty...) and sometimes he says the funniest things. This morning as I was walking him into school, he said, matter-of-fact, "My teachers are better than you, Mama." I asked him, "What do you mean?" And he shrugged, and said, "I don't know. They just are."
I think I am going to have to agree with him on this. They are always dressed neatly, with glowing smiles on their pretty faces, even bright and early in the morning. They are always happy and positive, every single one of them. The entire school. The entire time. It must be Jesus. Seriously.
They never screech at Jonathan about anything, they never nag him. Instead, they sing him songs and read books in a super animated and engaging way. They always act like they are completely thrilled to see him. Like they have just been waiting all morning for him to arrive and it just completes their day when he does! Jonathan never has to see them staggering towards the bathroom to pee in the morning, hair in disarray and eyes half swollen shut. They never ignore him so they can blog or play on Facebook. They never make him brush his teeth or eat dinner or wash his hair. They never clip his toenails or wash the sleep off his face in the morning. They never make him swallow any nasty medicine. It's hardly a fair contest.
To be honest, I like his teachers better than me. I would rather be around them than me.
I can totally see where he's coming from!