Last week, as I was driving with Wee One, she heard me smack at a small bug that had flown into the car. She asked why, and I told her I was trying to kill an insect. She suggested that I shouldn’t because bats eat insects. I said it was a great idea and we should get a bat in the car to get the bug. She said, “Mom. Bats are nocturnal.”
This past summer, I signed Wee One up for swimming lessons. Just six weeks at the community center, I wanted her to learn some respect for the water when she’s around it.
It was the first time she’d taken a formal-ish “class,” and I had some concerns. And other thoughts. Here’s a sampling of my second week’s thoughts:
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Are you kidding me? I LOVE school! Love it so much I want a PhD. Love it so much I want to do research and read and write all the time. And maybe teach also. I love it. I just finished a master’s in the spring of ’12, and I was working full-time while I was going, so I was pretty fucking tired when it was done. I was all geared up by the fall, though, and applied to eight PhD programs in social work for this fall.
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