I did not record this recent conversation with a little kindergarten friend, but it’s pretty much burned into my memory.
Kindie: Do you know my middle name?
Me : No. Do you?
Yes. My mom knows.
What is it?
Ummmm….
Do you know?
Yes. My mom knows.
Ok, what is it?
Ummmmm…..
That’s alright.
No, I want to tell you.
Ok, what is it?
Do you know?
No.
My mom does.
Do you know?
Yes.
What is it?
Ummm……
You know, that’s fine.
Do you know my middle name?
I don’t.
My mom does.
Ok.
Do you?
No, I don’t. You don’t have to tell me.
I WANT to.
Ok, tell me.
Ummmmm…..
Is it Mark? Seamus? Mephibosheth?
No.
Do you know, but you forgot?
Yes.
(and back to Lego).
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Wine, guys. Red wine.
Tough Bananas 
How are you? I four. Yes, but how do you feel? I four. You happy? I four. You sad? No, I four.. . . . . . . . . . . Merlot Friday has been officially extended until next week
Without a doubt.
Sometimes I think teaching my own kids is tough, then I read this and think “Well, at least I know everyone’s middle name.” Have a great weekend!
I confuse my own sons’ names, my students are lucky I know their FIRST names.
Thanks for commenting, Amie.