Today, my five-year-old informed me, his class is having cake for a dead person.
What could he be talking about?
His teachers had explained a lot more about the who and why, but after having celebrated Thanksgiving, Diwali, Channukah, Kwanzaa, Loi Krathong, Las Posadas, Sinter Klaas and Christmas … I imagine the kids were reduced to focusing on what they considered important.
What I say: Look at this mess! Don’t think you’re getting any ice cream! And candy? Forget about it! No more candy!
What he hears: Blah blah blah ICE CREAM! CANDY? Blah blah MORE CANDY!
And the best part will be when he gets angry later because he didn’t get the ice cream and candy I had promised.