Today was Circus Day at Zoey's preschool. Students were allowed to dress in circus-related attire, as long as it fit over their clothes. Because we are cheap forgot about it until late last night, Zoey went as a tightrope walker. Essentially, she wore her ballet leotard and tutu over her clothes.
We suck.
But as we were heading to school, Zoey became unglued because we didn't bring a tightrope for her to walk across. "I need a tightrope!" she screamed the entire ride to school. I told her, "Maybe your teachers will have a tightrope." When in doubt, pass the buck.
When I picked her up today, I got to see all the circus kids. There was another tightrope walker, a ringmaster, a lion, a tiger, a giraffe, and several clowns.
And a dragon.
The hell?
I've never been a big fan of circuses, but had I known there were dragons involved, I would have been there every year. When I was a kid, the circus stapled a stick to a goat's head and tried to pass it off as a unicorn. There's a sucker born ever minute, indeed!
And her teachers? They brought out a jump rope and placed it on the ground for Zoey to use as a tightrope.
They love her. Or they're afraid of her.
Or both.
GHS: 0
But Isn't Every Day A Circus At Her Preschool?
