At preschool there is a chair. It's called the ready chair. It's for kids who are being naughty. The girl's teacher gives them a warning and if they continue being naughty they have to sit in the chair until they are "ready" to join the class. Get it?
So. Miss Jessica went her whole three year old and four year old time at preschool with zero sits in the ready chair. All of a sudden she was ready to turn five and it was ready chair visit after ready chair visit. We have heard of marbles being spit at the boys, giggling when told to be quiet, laying on Katie and other children and dancing when it is not time to dance. We have been talking our heads off about following directions and listening and the sort of behavior we used to brag about. We thought she was nervous about Mike going to Afghanistan and we thought his announcement last week would cure our household of the plague of the ready chair. It is not so.
Today, we had another ready chair visit. For dancing when it was not time to dance. And the continuation of said dance when told to please stop.
When we asked Katie if she had to sit in the ready chair (as Jessica was shouting all her reasons and explanations why she shouldn't have had to sit there) Katie said that indeed, she had NOT had to sit in the chair. "Nope. Only Jessica" was the answer we received.
We continued to "talk" to Jessica about all the reasons it was not fair to her teacher to take up class time by being naughty.
We then heard a little voice from across the room where Katie had been playing. "Well see, Miss Hannah ASKED me if I wanted to sit in the ready chair but I said NO THANK YOU."
So basically I have two juvenile delinquents as children when I thought I only had one.
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