
A couple of weeks ago Matthew had fire prevention week at his preschool. He learned the whole stop, drop, roll routine very well. He also learned about the number to call in case of an emergency. I know you all learned one of those, too, but apparently, the number has changed. Please make a note of it.
"Mom, (dramatic pause) do you call 991 if you want to order a pizza?"
"You mean 911?"
"Yeah, that's what I said - 991."
(chuckle) "No, you don't call that for a pizza."
"RIGHT!!!! Mom, (dramatic pause) do you call 991 if you want (looking around the room for inspiration) a toy to play with?"
"You mean 911?"
"Yeah, that's what I said - 991"
"No, you don't call that if you want a toy to play with."
"RIGHT!!! Mom, do you call 991 if you have an emergency?"
"No, you call 911 if you have an emergency."
"
MOM
, that's what I said!"
"Oh, sorry, I thought you said 991."
More giggles from me. Oh, I love that boy! He obviously got down the example/non-example part I learned so much about in my training as a teacher. Unfortunately, the really valuable information - THE ACTUAL EMERGENCY NUMBER- was not quite as solid in his mind. I was laughing all afternoon about our conversation.
That night, as we were driving home from the church, Matthew launched into the same discussion with Megan and her friend Hannah. Sarah and I were in the front seats stifling laughter. Sarah pointed out that at least if we had a real emergency, with any luck, 991 would be Angelo's Pizza and we could at least get a pizza out of the experience! We couldn't hold our laughter in any longer and exploded.
Don't worry, we're having review lessons on the good old emergency number -
911!
Wish us luck!