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brosedshield) wrote2010-09-28 12:01 am
brosedshield) wrote2010-09-28 12:01 am
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Childcare today included mpreg and balls to the face. I was amused.
Explanation:
"balls to the face"--in a game that I pretended not to notice because everyone was having fun, a larger child permitted smaller children to throw bouncy balls (BIG bouncy balls, like, headsized) at his head and face, repeatedly. My theory: if I tell them to stop, they're going to start tackling each other, jumping off the equipment, or other things that seem much more likely to kill them.
"mpreg"--children love sticking balls into their shirts. I'm not completely sure that I'm supposed to permit this, but I do. One small boy kept coming up to me telling me that he was pregnant, that he was going to have a baby. One time I asked him if he wasn't maybe just fat (am I maybe not a good teacher? Eh, they haven't eaten each other yet) but, no, he was pregnant.
I almost asked him if there was going to be a wedding first, but decided that if I'm too cowardly to tackle explaining the basics of reproduction to a four-year-old, I should keep the jokes to myself.
Explanation:
"balls to the face"--in a game that I pretended not to notice because everyone was having fun, a larger child permitted smaller children to throw bouncy balls (BIG bouncy balls, like, headsized) at his head and face, repeatedly. My theory: if I tell them to stop, they're going to start tackling each other, jumping off the equipment, or other things that seem much more likely to kill them.
"mpreg"--children love sticking balls into their shirts. I'm not completely sure that I'm supposed to permit this, but I do. One small boy kept coming up to me telling me that he was pregnant, that he was going to have a baby. One time I asked him if he wasn't maybe just fat (am I maybe not a good teacher? Eh, they haven't eaten each other yet) but, no, he was pregnant.
I almost asked him if there was going to be a wedding first, but decided that if I'm too cowardly to tackle explaining the basics of reproduction to a four-year-old, I should keep the jokes to myself.