Learning

This morning at Mothers' Rosary Group, several children were telling Monkey1 about school. One will be in the same preschool class and was saying something about "When you're in the -- class, you get a cookie and a marshmallow when..." A soon-to-be first grader, with whom she had been energetically whacking light sabers a few minutes before, was also telling about some important appealing items of school life, but she was having none of it. Tearfully. Monkey1 does not like the fuzzy animal name of the class; she wants to go to ballerina school. The other preschooler looked at Monkey1 aghast, and then looked at me, "But if she doesn't go to school, she won't learn anything!"