I took my daughter for her "interview" at a Montessori school yesterday. It was truly one of those moments of mortification when I had to clamp my teeth down and say NOTHING.
Teacher: "This month is Paris month. We're learning all about Paris."
Juniorette: "Oooooh, Paris. I know about Paris." which is when she's supposed to mention how daddy whisked mommy off to Paris to propose with a ring he'd been designing with a jeweler for months, etc.
Teacher: "Oh, have you been to Paris?"
Juniorette: "No, but I've been to ALABAMA."
The kid has been to Ireland 5 times, Mexico, Honduras and Belize, but NO. It's Alabama that has made the biggest impression. I regret that beach trip to the Redneck Riviera greatly. Apologies to all Red Tiders. Buy the plate here.