A Kid Named Jello

Day number two at the new school.

"So, Elise, did you meet any new kids at school today?"

"Yes."

"Do you remember any of their names?"

"One boy, he told me his name is Jello."

I love this school. If only because the very place inspires conversations like this one.

The rest of the day was a bit of a mixed bag. Linda, the wonderteacher, was out today. Somehow, in all of the excitement, nobody thought to look for Elise's lunch bag in her cubby. They offered her the school hot lunch, which of course she didn't eat.

I found out about all of this through the following exchange.

"Mommy, did you put pretzel fish in my lunch today?"

"You should know the answer to that-tell me!"

"I don't know, Mommy. I didn't like the lunch that the teacher made."

"What food did the teacher make?"

"I don't know Mommy. I just didn't like it, so I didn't eat it. I'm hungry. Can we have pretzel fish at home?"

Sure enough, untouched lunch. Sigh. She ate it when we got home, and loved every bite. Including the pretzel fish.