What Did You Say?

Kenny's teacher called my room earlier this week busting with laughter.

"Chiara, I'm sorry to interrupt when you are teaching, but I have to share what your son just did. We were walking down the hall on the way back from lunch and Kenny suddenly declared, "Mrs. R, you know that show of all the little funny videos that they put together to make one big funny video show. Have you seen the one where the little boy got the vacuum cleaner stuck on his penis? It was kinda funny." We were passing Mrs. D. class in the hall at the time and each kid in her class said pen** out loud, one at a time, moving backwards down the line. It was like they were passing the word like you would pass a plate. By the 15th kiddo I was like, "Everyone just stop talking!" We got back to the room and I called Kenny over. I told him he was not in trouble but, to which he interrupted, "Oh, I know I'm not in trouble because I can tell by how you are acting, but your going to give me a stern talking to." I told him we are both intelligent people and I am glad he knows the anatomically correct term and that he wasn't trying to say anything inappropriate or derogatory, but first we are not supposed to talk in the hall, and second there are certain things we just don't talk about at school."

That's my boy.