Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Taking Turns

There is a bulletin board in my building regarding the upcoming Presidential Election. It has pictures of both candidates and few other things (electoral college, popular vote, etc). Every day that Turkey Butt and I walk past it, he asks me some random question about the board. Yesterday, I asked him if he knew who those people up there were. He knew Obama right away and I had to tell him that the other one was McCain. Here's how the rest of the conversation goes:
TB- Momma, why are they arguing so much over everything?
Me- Well, they both want to be President of the United States.
TB- Well how do we know who it will be?
Me- Well people get to vote and the one who has the most votes, wins!
TB- Can't they just take turns?

Great idea, right? Oh to be 6 again!

In other news, I left school early today to go take care of my speeding ticket issued by the courteous Officer Williams. TB didn't want to leave, but when I started to explain that Mommy was driving too fast and she got caught, and now she had to go the court house and pay them some money, he immediately was interested. He's all about calling 9-1-1 and people getting under arrested. We visited allllllllllllllll the way across town about what happened. Who called 9-1-1? Why wasn't I under arrested? Where is the jail? Will we have money for groceries after I pay them? Will they arrest me there? What if Sweet Pea was in the car when the police man told me to stop? Is jail fun? What is a consequence? ONNNNNNNNNNNN and freakin' on. Try explaining to a 6 year old what it means to get a ticket and what a fine is.... DOES NOT COMPUTE!!! After arriving at the court house and opting to pay the fine ($112) and take defensive driving (anyone interested in joining me in the next 90 days???), the nice lady behind the window proceeds to tell me that if I haven't met all the requirements in the next 90 days, I will need to appear before the Judge on such-and-such day at such-and-such time. Got it, I'm not going to let things get to that point. After we leave the building and get into the car, I have to continue a new conversation with Turkey Butt. Are you gonna see the Judge? Will he under arrest you? Are you gonna take care of things today or tomorrow? How is he gonna know? Do you still have some money left? Will they under arrest you at your classroom? LORD, please help me! I have to explain to him :
1) I have never been under arrest
2) People have to be pretty bad to be under arrest
3) I am not planning on going to jail
4) If you drive a little too fast you will not go to jail
5) Paying money for getting in trouble with the police is like not being able to play Wii when you growl at mommy

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