BFD. or Why I Am Rethinking Public School

There are times you hear something and rethink public school.  You are sure you have ruined your children.  Some days, they come back and remind you that they are still just kids, and they aren’t 20.  Yet.

Today, the girls were telling me how they were playing at the neighbors and they had repotted plants.  And named them.  There was Slim Jim, and Color Burst.  And Andra’s, she noted, had the most complicated name of all of them.

Her plant was named B F D.

That’s right, you heard me, BFD. 

Short for Bob, Fred, Derek.

What were you thinking?

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