Good-Bye Skurdy, Hello Steager

Well it's happened again. My 3 year old has made another new "friend". I know I've told you about Skurdy and some of their adventures but this new kid has taken it to another level. As the new school year started we were pleasantly surprised to find out that my wife would be needed to teach full time this year instead of the part time role she held last year. At least I was happy about it, she teaches kindergarten and now has 2 full classes for a total of 50 students. Listening to a few of her stories from school I am convinced that she should have her own blog to share with you.

This new development only really affected our 3 year-old as it meant that he would be going to day care during the week. Yes, I felt for him as the other two boys got to spend the majority of their pre-school years at home with Mom. It is truly amazing how an increase to my wife's pay and the household's bottom line can blur my vision when it comes to what's fair in the daycare world. Anyway, after justifying in my mind that daycare would really be a great idea for my three year old as it would boost his social skills, we found a great place called the "Windmill" and they actually had room for him. I also found out that the Windmill would just about negate the increase in pay, but who am I to bother with such trivial matters.

Apparently Skurdy has moved to Fort Collins to attend school or at least this is what my three year old has told me. I'm not sure if Skurdy was sad about this but I thought it was good riddance, and my three year seemed unfazed as he has met someone new, Steager. You have heard the saying "be careful what you wish for..." right? Well it couldn't be more true. Steager is a total disaster. At least with Skurdy it was just nibbling at the corners of out of bounds, but Steager has set new standards.

My three year old came home telling us about how Steager had brought a couple weapons with him to school. Let me clarify here, Steager is imaginary and so were the weapons, but it was still a little un-nerving. I was really thinking that the only things my son would be bringing home were pictures of flowers and self portraits but again, as it has been so many times before, I was wrong. My son also told us how so and so fell down on the playground and when I asked if they had tripped he said no, Steager pushed them down. At this point I had to inquire with his teachers if my son was acting these things out and blaming Steager, they fortunately said no, and who is Steager? I am hoping Steager moves out of town before they turn 16 and start cruising around town together. So much for the social skills huh?

So as I wonder what Steager is going to do next, I was picking up my three year old the other day and the Windmill had put up all their Halloween decorations. I told him I really liked how his room looked and he agreed except for the purple skeleton that lives in the next room. I had to ask him if the skeleton was a decoration and he said no, he looked at the door that connects the pre-school room to the room next door and said he lives in there and has purple bones, he chases me with them. I am now so far out of my league that I say you know he is just pretend right? Again, he looks at the door and says no, he is real. Now I'm getting a little creeped out and have to peek in the window. Only a bunch of 5 year olds coloring pumpkins out of paper plates. So I go to the old stand by, well, we'll have to tell Mom about that huh? Then he's off to showing me how he can use the drinking fountain all by himself.

So much for pre-school helping him to become "adjusted". I wonder if it's to late to get my money back.

Happy Halloween!!