My daughter has been so patient trying to encourage my son to go to school. He is not budging. Not even the idea that the two daughters of a good friend of ours go there changes his mind.
Yesterday we were in the area so I told my husband we should drive by his new school to encourage him to go to school.
My daughter, age 7 (in a very excited voice) "You're going to school this year!"
My son, age 4 (in a flat tone) "THAT is not exciting!"
So later that evening we did drive by his school and we showed him the playgrounds, both the Pre-K (that will be his) and the older one.
"I don't want to go to school! School is YUCK!" he yelled.
I didn't want to tell him he was partly right. I don't think that would have been the motherly thing to do.
My daughter on the other hand will ask me, all interested, how many years did I go to school. I do the math with her. Kinder plus 12 years = 13 years. Plus 4 years of college and it took me 4 years to get my Master's. Twenty-One years of school! She is in awe. She thinks that's super cool!
My son on the other hand, if he could reason that out, would probably have a heart attack.
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