You're Never Fully Dressed Without a Smile

Things I have heard people say about Jabin:

"Always smilin'!"

"Hey, Smiley!"

"Hey, Sunshine!"

"Are you ever NOT smiling?!"

My personal favourite: "It looks like it hurts to smile that much!"

Today was Jabin's first full day of kindergarten. He has been ready since June. (Probably earlier, truthfully.) On the first day of summer holidays, when I was revelling in the fact that I got to sleep in (at least a little), Jabin comes into my room at around 7:00 a.m. and pesters me awake (or at least, to enough consciousness that I could respond to him.)

"Mom? Mom? Mom? Mom?...."

"Wha...?" blearily. "What do you want, Jabin?"

"Can I go to French School today?"

"Not for three more months, buddy."

"Oh."

Well, today he finally got to go. He was super-excited. He got up super-early, and had his super-biggest grin on his face. He got dressed super-cheerfully, and was bouncing through his morning routine.

But if his "pre" experience was characterized by "superness", his "post" experience was something like "out-of-this-world-ness."

"How was school today, bud?" I asked him when I picked him up.

"AWESOME!!" he shouted. Bounce, bounce, bounce.

"What did you do?"

"Um, I ate raisins and chocolate chips." (Typical kindergartner. Tell me about the snacks that I packed for him!)

He went on to relate some other things about his day. Bounce, bounce, bounce.

But it wasn't until Dad came home that he let slip about his girlfriend.

"WHAT??!!!" I screeched. I looked at my husband. "That's it. He's staying home for the rest of the year!" I said, only half-joking.

How does he even KNOW that word? I wondered.


I knew that smile was dangerous, but I did think we had a couple more years before we had to start worrying about that sort of thing!...