MY SON IS APPLYING FOR PRESCHOOL! Sorry for yelling, but that’s huge to me. It means no more funny conversations when I need a break from work.

One of the preschool admission requirements is to pass an observation session, just to make sure he can communicate his basic needs. He did not pass the first round since he failed to answer the teacher any question. The only word he said was “car” when he showed the teacher a puzzle piece that he was holding. It was obvious that this three letter word was not magical enough to win him admission.

So today, I was trying to give my boy some basic English training so he can do better in the next round. This is how my attempted conversation went…

Me: How old are you, Christian? (with great anticipation)
Christian: … … (looking puzzled)
Me: Are you two? (with persistent hope)
Christian: No. (paused to think, then confidently) Friday!

I stopped there. Simply didn’t know how to respond further but whispered to myself, try again tomorrow.

Here is  a frame of him at the shower today. Watching him wash his own hair is as fun as talking with him…