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An educated conversation

Today I was the going home carpool parent for the four year old boys. I love their conversations, they are the best. We began the ride discussing what they learned today. The boys had a guest speaker, one of the classmate's mother is a dentist, and they made a tooth in art (with very messy oatmeal and rice). We were in the middle of discussing the parts of the tooth when we stopped at a light. Next to us was a very large garbage truck and out of nowhere little MO took notice.

"Holy crap that is the biggest car I ever seen! Look at that," MO exclaimed pointing at the gold truck with Randy's Sanitation on the side.

JG and MW looked in awe and all they could get out was, "Whoa."

I explained the big car was really a garbage truck and it came to our house each week to pick up our trash. They began talking about garbage and let's just say the conversation the rest of the way home went downhill from there.

By the time we dropped off the last child the topic of conversation was whether Santa Claus or the Easter Bunny had more frequent bowel movements.

Molars to rabbit poop all in less than two miles, who could have guessed that?

Comments

Karen said…
I think I've been witness to that exact conversation in days gone by! Aaah, thanks boys, for the laugh and the memories. :-)
carey said…
I swear, tape your life. The Office has nothing on The Schmidts.

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