Harveys At Home

Owen doesn’t need to go back to pre school tomorrow because he knows it all.  After one day…

This afternoon he didn’t want to come home with me.  Surprise surprise.

Our conversation in the car on the way home:

Did you eat all your lunch today?  Yup.

Owen, did you behave and not ‘Kung fu Panda’ any of the kids?  Nope.  One boy had to sit down.  He was naughty. (I’m assuming this other kid may have hit someone else and sit in time out for a while)

What did you do with Miss Jane and the other kids today?  Nothing.  I dunno.  Played in the sandpit and made a monkey.  That’s all. (no, it wasn’t but I’m not complaining here, at least he shared some of his day!)

Did you have to have a sleep with all the other kids?  Yes.

Did you make any friends?  Yep.  Georgie.  And another Georgie (I don’t think every child is called Georgie, and I don’t know why he thinks they are!)

Do you want to go back tomorrow?  No.

Well you are.  You are going to pre school every Monday and Tuesday from now on.  Ok?  Oh, ok.  Go back tomorrow?

Yep, you sure are Owie!