A couple of weeks ago, Billy’s preschool took a field trip to a fire station. Kevin, being the ultimate cool dad he is, went along as chaperon.
Before I go any farther, I must mention the girl we affectionately call “Billy’s cougar.” The Urban Dictionary defines cougar as: A 35+ year old female who is on the “hunt” for a much younger… male. While Kaycee isn’t over 35, she is 22 and to a 3 year old, that is a significant enough difference to land her in that category. She was born with a defect that makes her very, very small. She also has some mental disabilities as well. While she has been through the school system once, her mom thought she might be bored and enrolled her in preschool with her niece. Billy really likes Kaycee – maybe because she was also on Ricky’s tee-ball team, maybe because he is a really compassionate little boy, maybe because he just likes taking care of the little. Whatever the reason, Billy looks after Kaycee. You will notice him with her in most of the field trip pictures.
At the fire station, Billy learned how to stop, drop, and roll.
He learned to not be afraid of someone dressed in a fire man suit. (and there he is protecting Kaycee)
He got to see the fireman come down his pole.
He got to explore a fire truck.
He got a fireman’s hat, a sticker, and fruit snacks. Billy’s day was a huge success.
Billy loves his class and I love that he loves it.
I’ve heard some other moms give his preschool a bad rap. They don’t think it is academic enough for their kids. Hmph. Ricky went there. He turned 6 in July and is reading on a fourth grade reading level. And less than a month after starting, Billy wrote this for me:
Can you see Billy’s name? A month ago he was no where near being able to write anything and now he can write his name. Nearly brought me to tears!