At the twins’ drop-off this morning there was a new sign on the door. Usually the signage is some sort of request for baked goods. Not today. Another mom was in the mud room, and I asked her, “Could you tell me what this sign says?”
She hesitated.
I didn’t ask her if she spoke English. I’ve found most Freiburgers do, and they act a bit offended at the thought of them not knowing.
She did speak English, but she didn’t know the specific word needed to translate.
She began to say how the children can’t have animals on their hats.
I quickly thought of the twins’ Bronco and Eagle stocking hats. Animals on hats. Were those not allowed?
Then, she made a creepy, crawly movement with her fingers over her head.
Ah.
“Lice?” I asked.
“Yes, lice!”
We definitely don't want those animals on their hats.
She hesitated.
I didn’t ask her if she spoke English. I’ve found most Freiburgers do, and they act a bit offended at the thought of them not knowing.
She did speak English, but she didn’t know the specific word needed to translate.
She began to say how the children can’t have animals on their hats.
I quickly thought of the twins’ Bronco and Eagle stocking hats. Animals on hats. Were those not allowed?
Then, she made a creepy, crawly movement with her fingers over her head.
Ah.
“Lice?” I asked.
“Yes, lice!”
We definitely don't want those animals on their hats.
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