Disco

Like most moms, I ask my kids the same questions every afternoon. "How was school today?" "Did you have a good day?" " What did you do?"

The answers are always similar: good. yes. nothing.

This is why it was so surprising to me after dinner last night when Joshua stood up and said, "Hey, watch me do my disco" and then proceeded to perform a full-on finger-pointing, hip-swaying Saturday Night Fever rendition. He was actually quite good.

Me: Where did you learn about disco?
J: At school.
M: In gym?
J: No, just at school.
M: Your teacher showed you?
J: Yeah, we always dance before handwriting.
M: Well, of course.

This is when Ethan hops out of his chair and starts doing criss-crossing hip-hop moves with his feet. "Look what I can do," he says.

Now I'm really intrigued.

Me: Ethan, where did you learn that?
Ethan: At school.
M: But where in school? In your classroom?
E: No, during brain gym.
M: Brain gym? What's brain gym.
E: It's when we all go in the hall and dance.
M: Who? Your class?
E: No, all the kindergarten classes.
M: All the kindergarteners go in the hall and dance together??? Every day???

For the record, when I was a kid and said I had done nothing at school, it was most likely true. But when you and your class are learning disco routines before handwriting or going in the hall to do a little criss-cross with 50 other kids, you absolutely may not say you did nothing at school.