My daughter's hooked on playing school these days.
I often hear markers scribble-tapping the whiteboard down in the basement as she teaches a class of 25 invisible 3rd-graders. Girl recreates the entire school day, from morning Pledge of Allegiance and prayer to spelling bees, pop math quizzes, recess, lunch, art clay pots and PE. No siblings to quench her tutoring thirst, so I get coerced into joining up and playing the part of a random hyper kid in class that gets busted and his name written on the naughty board.
She seems to get a "fix" when writing names on the board, casually daring me to act up and talk without raising my hand to see what happens.
I learned you earn a free ride to the Principal's office after three ticks beside your name. And there's a limit to how many times you can ask to go to the bathroom in a 3-minute period.
|"shut your mouth or you're off to be paddled by nuns!"|
Good selection there, including a detective kit, gift cards, an elf and a sister. She later scratched off a few things she didn't feel would happen this year, like a step mom and make-up. I asked her the top two items she wants the most. Without delay, she lit up and yelled "highlighters and red pens for playing school, of course!" Kid explained it's difficult to grade papers without those tools.
Fine by me. I can knock out her top wishlist items with a $3 OfficeMax flyby.