Pledge of Allegiance, and an Astute Observation

Shortly after we got home, Henrietta told us that they’re learning the Pledge of Allegiance at school:
“I don’t remember the words yet. But I remember the pose!”

at which point she walked out to the hall, where we have an old American flag that belonged to Ben’s great-aunt Barb, and put her hand over her heart:
Showing off what she learned on day 2

Her great-grandfather would be proud.

Getting ready for bed, talking about Day 2 of Kindergarten, Henrietta observed:

“Mommy, my new Kindergarten is like Camp Bulldog [the child care provided at Yale reunions].”

“How’s that?”

“Well, I don’t know the teacher or kids that well. But everybody’s very nice!”

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