It’s that time in Mr. I’s preschool class where all of the 5+ year olds are leaving his class and going to real Kindergarten. I say real Kindergarten because these are the same kids who don’t take naps during naptime and go to some mysterious room for something called “Pre K.” Anyway, Mr. I and I were talking tonight after his bath and he the conversation went something like this.
Mr. I: Jack at school says that once we’re done with Kindergarten we go to high school.
Me: Well, you have to go to elementary school first. But he’s right, then you eventually go to high school.
Mr. I: We pass the high school everyday.
Me: You know what’s after high school, right?
Mr. I: No.
Me: Remember where Steve goes to in “Blue’s Clues?”
Mr. I: Right! College! But where’s college, Daddy?
Me: Wherever. Most of the time you move away to go to college.
Mr. I: But I don’t want to move away! I want to stay with Mommy and Daddy. [crying , seriously]
Me: OK. Well, there’s always Northwestern that’s by downtown Evanston.
Mr. I: [still crying] OK. That’s closer …
Me: But trust me when I tell you this, when you’re ready to go to college you’re not going to want to hang out with your Mom and Dad. It’s just one of those things.