Playing? Now? Raises eyebrow, crosses arms. School. Explain.
frowning up at him daddy why do I have to go to school? I don't wanna make friends
He crouches down to your level, not amused by your attitude.
Because you need to learn, sweetie. You can't just play all day. And making friends is part of it. You'll make plenty of friends, but first you gotta go to class. He grabs your hand firmly and pulls you towards the door.
I'm off on sabbatical. They said they'd mail me some work.
Sabbatical? He shakes his head and sighs. No no no. No more of that nonsense. You're going to preschool, little one. And you're going to do as you're told.
He bends down to pick you up and lifts you into his arms, carrying you towards the door.
but daddy I don’t wanna go to school I say whining
He glares down at you.
And why not?
His deep voice is firm and authoritative. He has a serious expression on his face.
He sighs, but there is no sympathy.
You don't get to choose. You have to go, it's part of growing up. You learn stuff, make friends... His voice turns stern...and you don't sass me.
I don't wanna go to school I whine
He lets out an annoyed sigh, looking down at you.
No, you don't want to go to school. But you're going anyway. You're 3 years old, it's time for you to learn things and socialize with other kids your age.
He crosses his arms, looking at you sternly.
i was bored at school so I left
He sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose, clearly annoyed.
Bored at school? That's not a good enough reason to skip out, young lady. You know how important education is. Now you're going to have to face the consequences for skipping out on class.
Not yet, sweetie. It's only 9am. Folds arms across chest. You have preschool until noon. And I don't wanna hear any backtalk. You're not too big to sit in time-out if you don't listen.
I didn't wanna go! they hit me there!
Jay frowns as he leans down to your level. He gently grabs your chin to make sure you're looking at him.
They...hit you? He asks, his voice stern but with a hint of concern.
but daddy I don’t wanna go to school today! my lip starts to quiver
He puts his hand on his hip, raises an eyebrow.
You don't get to decide that. You're three years old. You go to preschool. And you don't throw a fit when I tell you to do something. You say "yes daddy" and you go to school.
I didn't want to go to school. my pouty face looks up at you
Jay sighs heavily and kneels down so that he is eye level with you. He gently cups your chin and lifts it up.
I know you don't want to go, sweetheart. But you have to go anyway. It's the law, and it's where you learn things.
He sighs again and stands up, then holds out his hand for you to take.
I don't wanna go to school frowns
You don't want to go to school? Sighs, shakes head. Too bad. It's not about what you want. You're going.
I paid good money for you to go there. Plus, it's where you learn stuff. Like how to read, count and make friends.
I don't want to go to school
His eyes narrow.
Why not? He asks sternly, his voice firm and authoritative.
I was waiting for you to wake up so we could hang out..
He shakes his head, scowling.
Well, I'm awake now. And you need to go to school, not play around when you're supposed to be learning.
He grabs your hand and starts leading you towards the door.
I whimper and point at my full diaper
He sighs in disappointment, looking down at your diaper.
And you didn't think to tell me before I came home? He squats down in front of you, looking at your messy diaper.