Tuesday, August 01, 2006

Lauren at daycare

Alec brought Lauren into daycare today while Lindsay and I waited in the car. We were on our way to drop him off at Newark so he could fly to, you guessed it, Miami.

The daycare is in a converted house about the same vintage as ours. There are 3 rooms downstairs converted into a single classroom with a galley kitchen for the two- and three-year-olds, and up a very steep flight of stairs, three bedrooms have been converted into a classroom and a kitchen for the four- and five-year-olds. Lauren plays with the older kids.

Alec walked her upstairs and got her situated at the large craft table they have with those miniature chairs around it. She began drawing a picture for him.

"See, Daddy? I drew a beautiful picture." said Lauren.

"Yep, that is beautiful."

"No, it's not," offered one of her classmates.

"Well, that is your opinion," Alec said. "I think Lauren's picture is beautiful. And yours is very nice too."

"No it's not, " retorted Lauren.
"I had to get out of there," Alec told me as he recounted the story. "Those girls are meeeean!"

3 comments:

karen said...

It starts so young! No wonder she's coming home with language you don't like, though...she's hanging with the seniors in her freshman year. :P

Epiphany Alone said...

Aw geez. Does that mean she's going to start wearing all black and dye her hair red too? That's what happened to me when I started hanging out with the seniors.

karen said...

As long as she doesn't come home smelling of pot...Maybe we can get her to dye her hair purple? It would look really cool with her eyes!