In which the case is cracked
Posted by Isabel on October 13th, 2008. Filed under: My Sweet Babboo.Babboo started at his new school, closer to home, at the first of this month. (It’s a daycare, but I like to refer to it as a school). It’s located in the basement of a local non-denominational-Christian-fellowship-church. I admit I’m not 100% sure what that means. I guess it means they love Jesus. And that they aren’t Mormons or Catholics or Baptists. And that someone plays the guitar and drums with their choir on Sunday. Anyway, so far Babboo likes it there. His new teacher, Miss Tiny, is a lovely lady. She’s a young mom herself. Her son is even in the class with Babboo. (I haven’t yet decided if that’s a good or bad thing.)
While the new school seems just dandy, there are also a couple of things that I find a little perplexing. For instance, I have no idea what they are feeding my kid. To be fair his last school was awesome about their meal planning. We received a menu for the month and it was also posted on the classroom door. They fed the kids mostly organic and vegetarian meals. Awesome. It is also one of the reasons why his old school cost as much as our mortgage. We were paying for Babboo to eat better at school then at his own house.
So yeah, I don’t know what they’re serving at the new school. I’ve been quizzing Babboo about it on the car ride home everyday. “What did you have for lunch today?” “Not bananas. Or broccoli.” When I question him a little more on the specifics he continues to tell me that there were no bananas! I’m thinking that maybe his old school served loads of bananas and he’s simply having banana withdrawals.
I can’t explain the broccoli.
Another thing that’s a little off about the new school is how Babboo had miraculously gone back to NOT being potty-trained. At home he continues to use the potty and be dry all day. But at the new school he refuses to use the potty. And it’s even one of those super cute mini potties. I would think he’d be totally down with whizzing in that. But apparently he is not.
At first Miss Tiny was all, “when I ask Babboo if he wants to use the potty he says he doesn’t!” And I was all, “you don’t ask. You just put him on it and he’ll use it.” And then she was all, “so I have your permission to do that?”, and I was all, “heck yes.” I assumed that would solve all of our problems and Babboo would stop using diapers. Again. But no, that didn’t work. He still didn’t want to use the potty and would refuse to go.
Then last Friday, while picking up Babboo at his new school, Miss Tiny bounced over to me and said, “I’ve cracked the case!” (She really used that phrase. I thought it was awesome that my child’s bathroom habits are being discussed like it’s an episode of “Law & Order”). I could tell that Miss Tiny was very, very excited about this. I can’t blame her, as I’m sure she way sicker of changing diapers then I am. “Babboo wants his pants all the way off when he sits on the potty!!”
I stood there, wet from the rain, and just looked at sweet Miss Tiny. “Oh yeah”, I said sheepishly, “he totally wants his pants off when he goes potty. I guess I didn’t tell you that. I thought all kids want their pants off when they potty. You mean they don’t?”
Apparently my kid’s the George Costanza of the daycare set.
So now that that case has been broken, I just need to crack the case of the “Yes! We have no bananas today” and we’ll be good to go!
October 13th, 2008 at 3:38 pm
Ha! I love that. At least he’s out of diapers.
I got an excited message from Lil’ May’s teacher when I picked her up from preschool last week. She said, “I actually got her to DANCE!” Lil’ May doesn’t like to dance in front of people. She looks at them like they’re crazy. But she finally joined the afternoon dance party! So exciting!
October 13th, 2008 at 3:49 pm
I go to a non-denominational Christian church and I can promise you they’re not into anything weird. In fact, I think if you tell them you’re LDS they might even try to incorporate it somehow. It’s like a mild, gentle form of Christianity. We’re all about loving Jesus! A lot of things are very generalized so I am confident it won’t detract from what he is learning at your church.
I about died laughing when you mention a rock band with the choir. I thought that was uniue to my church! We don’t have a choir nor do we sing tradtional hymns and the like. We sing devotional music that is set to rock music. My husband and I go to church on Saturday nights because we prefer the music since the guy sounds like he could be on any adult contemporary station. The “rock” on Sundays has too much of a jazz feel.
If the school is inside a Calvary Chapel, all mysteries will be solved.
October 13th, 2008 at 5:01 pm
Hooray for Miss Tiny. Babboo needing his pants all the way off doesn’t sound that strange. My youngest used to need all of her clothes off before she would go. Maybe they were too confining.
October 13th, 2008 at 5:25 pm
Ty has to have his pants all the way off when he uses the potty, too. Crazy boys!
Glad Miss Tiny was on the case!
October 13th, 2008 at 5:34 pm
Is Miss Tiny really tiny or is that her “real” name?
October 13th, 2008 at 5:44 pm
That’s great that Miss Tiny cracked the case! That’s great that Babboo is now back to being potty-trained!
As far as the food menu is concerned, I’d just ask. I’d hope they’d tell you!?
October 13th, 2008 at 5:59 pm
I just think it’s funny that she used the phrase “Cracked the Case” to refer to something that involves your kid’s butt. It’s the best kind of pun! An unintentional one!
No?
October 13th, 2008 at 6:15 pm
I’m surprised he wouldn’t just have whipped those pants off himself while sitting there if that is the only way he ‘goes’ at home. Oh – and food for thought; you’ll know to tell the next daycare/childcare/school this little tidbit. Usually daycares and preschools just have them pull the pants to their ankles (out of the way of wayward pee) LOL.
October 13th, 2008 at 7:57 pm
Wow that makes me laugh. Hope you can get a menu soon!
October 13th, 2008 at 8:47 pm
I was wondering the same exact thing…I am presuming that Miss Tiny is describing her stature, not her real name…
October 14th, 2008 at 4:27 am
I kinda love that he’s a little George Castanza. Hilarious.
October 14th, 2008 at 5:00 pm
Hi, I somehow stumbled onto your blog and I love it. Just wanted to let ya know that for the longest time my son had to have his pants off while going potty too. I say, hey, whatever works!
October 15th, 2008 at 3:25 am
I never thought I could think Babboo was any more awesome than I already do, but now you tell me he’s the Costanza of his class? His awesome level just skyrocketed.
October 16th, 2008 at 1:03 am
OH Babboo. I heart him. I’ve got to use “I’ve cracked the case” more often.