Can we see Mike and reader at one of Isaac’s parent teacher nights?

“Mr. and Mrs. Dodds, nice to see you again.” Mrs. Mayer, Isaac’s pre-K teacher gestured for you to take a seat.
Mike shot an eyebrow up as he assessed the small chairs. He looked at you and gave you a are you kidding me look . When he did sit down his knees His knees came up to his chest, he just didn’t fit. You had to stifle a laugh. Mrs. Mayer apologized that she didn’t have any other chairs.
Mike opted to stand as the conference began. “Okay. Overall Isaac is doing great. He’s smart, listens well, and helps others. He is a delight to have in class.” She paused, then asked, “what occupations do the two of you have?”
Exchanging looks with Mike, you then cranswered. “I’m a nurse by profession, but stay home with the kids right now.”
“I’m a detective, sergeant with the NYPD”, Mike informed her. “Why do you ask?”

“That explains a few things”, she said with a little chuckle. “Recently, I overheard Isaac with one of the other boys. They were playing cops and he read the boy his Miranda rights. He also told him that what he did was a felony and he was going away for a very long time.“

You arch an eyebrow at Mike. He grinned at you. “He hears a lot of talk, more than maybe we realize. Both of his grandfathers are officers, and two of his uncles.” Mike shrugged his shoulders.

“One other thing. We had a parent complain about some words that their son was saying. Seems Isaac is “educating” some of the other students on proper anatomy.“ Mrs. Mayer informed you and Mike.

This time Mike arched an eyebrow in your direction, you just rolled your eyes at him. “What words was the parent upset about?”

“Let me just say that I agree with children knowing the appropriate names. Anyway, he told his mother that mommy’s have vaginas and daddy’s have penis’” She hid a grin behind her hand, then said, “oh to be a fly on that wall.” The two of you started laughing.

Once in the car Mike put the key on the ignition but didn’t start it. He turned in his seat. “I’ve been thinking. Maybe we should have another baby….”

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