Noah, my oldest grandson, goes to pre-K just around the corner from me. When Beth and Keith are working, I have “Noah Duty,” wherein I shuttle him back and forth from Day Care to pre-K. It’s not really a “duty” per se, it’s something I truly enjoy…
When the weather is good I like to walk him home. I just live around the corner and it gives me time to learn a few things from him – and I don’t have to fight for position in the “Conga Line” of Charlie-Mikes (Catholic Moms) also waiting to pick up kids and talking/texting on their “life-support devices.” Yes, a few of them DO pay attention to what they are doing…
Yesterday he spotted a squirrel laying just off the side of the road. He then told me the squirrel was ‘playing dead.’ He further explained that if the squirrel had be moving it would have been ‘playing alive;’ but by not moving, it was playing dead… Interesting.
I left him with that, not quite knowing how to explain, the squirrel wasn’t playing dead…