Soon after we decided to send Vivi to kindergarten at our neighborhood public school, we learned that the school was offering a four-week summer camp. We figured this would be a great opportunity for her to make some new friends, get used to the building, and have some fun. Plus, at $50 a week for full-day camp, we couldn't exactly scoff at the price. In fact, I believe my exact words were, "You're going to take my kid for eight hours a day, five days a week, and charge me $50. Are you shitting me?"
Anyway, do you want to know what Vivi learned at camp yesterday?
Sure you do.
She learned about George Washington.
She learned how to fly a kite. (Literally-- not the figurative way I taught her.)
She learned that cacti live in the desert in the Southwestern United States.
And... she learned the word pussy. (I'm not talking about cats here.)
I guess you get what you pay for.