Ty the Teacher
I don’t know if it was a dream… I was lying in bed, face up, when I felt real kicks from the baby. Real Kicks! It was dark, middle of the night, so I think that I may have been dreaming.
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I took Ty and Taylor to a doctor’s appointment with me. While in the waiting room, Ty worked on a few pages of his math book. Then he got up to take a better look at the salt water aquarium. One of the waiting patients asked him if he likes fish.
“Yes. Fish have tails like this,” and he showed her his palm, perpendicular to the floor, fingers away from him. “And whales have tails like this,” and he flipped his palm to face down.
“Oh. Do you like that shark?” The lady pointed to a small shark in the tank.
“Yes. Sharks breathe water. They are like fish. But whales breathe air with a hole on the top of their heads. Fish swim like this.” He held his two palms vertically, fingers away from him, and made wave motions side to side. “And whales swim like this.” He put his two thumbs together, palms facing down, and made wave motions up and down.
Later, at home, I told Dad about this conversation. He responded, “That’s how home schooled kids are. They are full of facts.”
While still waiting in the doctor’s office, Ty pointed to a sink. “Mommy, can I look under there?”
“Uhm… sure. But don’t touch. Just look with your eyes.”
“Look, Taylor, this is where the water goes down. Into the trap. Uh… the water goes… Mommy, where does the water go?”
“Into the wall and down to the street.”
“That’s right! Taylor, that’s the trap to keep out the poop. The water is in there.”
“It keeps out the bad smell of poop. But poop wouldn’t come up the pipe and past the trap. The bad smells do come up, though.”
And everybody in the waiting room got a free plumbing lesson.
