But They’re Not Brothers

Two days of school down for our #3.  Two days of learning school etiquette and social niceties.  I love listening to his descriptions of the boys in his class.

Thursday: “I played with C.J. and another boy at recess today.  They both have really brown skin, but they’re not brothers.”

Friday: “I played with Nash and Logan today.  They have my color skin and hair, but they’re not brothers either.  Nobody in my class is brothers with anybody else in my class.  We’re all just friends.  Don’t you think it’s weird that there are no brothers at all in the third grade?”

What a strange world he has entered, from one where all of his friends come with large families and playmates for his own siblings to a place where there are no siblings only friends.  He likes it.  It’s just that he reminds me of an explorer in a strange and exotic land.