It's been a while since we have had "Story Time with Eli," so I thought that today would be a good time to pop in with a little update.
Yesterday when I went to pick Eli up from school, he was working on finishing a craft, so a grabbed his backpack, checked his homework, and made sure he had behaved. All was well, so I was surprised when he burst into tears when I rounded the corner. I was even more shocked at the proceeding conversation:
Eli: Mom, I didn't know. No one told me there was a bad finger.
Me: It's okay buddy, but I need to know what you are talking about.
Eli: No one told me the middle one was bad.
Eli: The middle finger, Mom. It's a bad finger.
Interject the teacher who explained that Eli was using is middle finger to count, which warranted giggles from the older students. Naturally, he said responded by flashing them "the bird" to get more laughs.
Ya'll he was so mortified that I didn't even have to punish him. He cried and cried while I laughed and laughed. Out of his line of sight, of course. Back in the car he kept saying, "Why didn't you tell me that? It's your job to teach me that stuff."
Nice guilt trip, bud!