Yesterday The Swimmy came home with her first report card. A good one. Blah, blah Letter Sounds…blah, blah, blah Counting to 20… blah, blah, blah she’s a genius at geography… And I decided we needed to take her out to dinner to celebrate this piece of paper that she doesn’t understand.
(That and, uh, I forgot to defrost something. Again.)
Off we go to the local family restaurant / grill that we basically live at. Usually it’s a given what The Swimmy will order.
Morning time? Breakfast buffet.
Afternoon or Evening? Grilled Cheese.
Every. Single. Time.
As so grilled cheese it was. We’re sitting there talking about the school day and announces (get this), “I can’t take turkey sandwiches for lunch any more.”
“Um, why not?”
“Because we’re hurting the animals.”
It appears her little friend, who is a vegetarian, decided to explain to the lunch table why she is a vegetarian. Because, you know, five-year-olds need to know we’re killing the animals for the pure pleasure of eating.
I’m thinking of letting this play out for a few days to see if it actually “sticks”. The attention span of a Kindergartener cannot handle a political or lifestyle statement for any length of time. And, quite frankly, I’m not quite sure how to address this with her aside from, “You know, honey, there are people who have different beliefs in the world, but there’s room enough for them all…”
So, here are some other tactics I was thinking of taking:
Because they taste good.
Because soy pepperoni scares the shit out of me.
Because we need to keep those left-wing, commie-pinko cows in line.
Fish are stupid.
Not sure which one to choose… Hmmm… Can’t we just go back to reading Dick and Jane?!