For instance, when he walked through our backdoor, he did not exclaim, "I thought you had a sticky floor!" Do you remember the sticky floor?
Ahh... the memories!
I guess in his sweet, little mind once a floor gets THAT sticky, it just stays that way.
We did not complete any school work while Four-Year-Old was visiting because I would never subject visiting children to studying with us. I mean, really, what kind of a woman has school when friends come over to visit? So, dear Four-Year-Old did not "do school" with my much older boys.
In particular, I made sure he did not do geography with us. We sing songs to learn the countries, and I did not want him having too much fun. Now that I think about it, I don't know why I allow my boys to sing their lessons. I do not believe in children having fun while they learn after all.
The lyrics to the geography song they did not sing are not supposed to be, "Luxembourg, Lichtenstein, Switzerland, Austria, Belgium and Netherlands… France and Monaco… Germany… are all in Western Europe." A certain someone did not change the lyrics to "France and Monaco… Gerrrrrrr-man-eeeeeee are all in Western Syrup!"
My boys did not find this hysterical and they and their buddy did not sing "Western Syrup" over and over again for the remainder of the day.
Oh, and Four-Year-Old's mother, by the way, does not have a degree in German. I did not send him home with the misinformation that the country his mother so admires is in a place called "Western Syrup". I wonder if they have sticky floors there.
I guess this means one should be careful about sending her son to the Olive Plants School. You just never know what might happen, or not, around here!