Pigeon....

A couple nights ago Zach and I were in bed with JT trying to get him to go to sleep. He knows when he says "I want to talk about school mommy," that I will let him stay up longer because I love hearing about all he does at school and he refuses to give me details any other time. So here is how our conversation went:

JT: "So I have this kid in my class I don't really like."
Me: "Oh, well why not?" (thinking he may have been mean to him)
JT: "Do you know what a P-Gi-Geon is?"
Me: "Umm... No, do you mean a bird, like a pigeon?"
JT: "Yeah that's what I said, I don't like him because he looks like a pigeon."

For any of you that have a preschooler you know how hard it is to hold in a laugh when you should be serious. Zach throws himself under a pillow and against the wall while I and struggling to hold a straight face.

Me: "Well that's not nice JT, you shouldn't like people or not like people from the way they look. God made everyone unique. You don't look like anyone else in your class do you?"
JT: "Well no."
Me: "Ok, and I bet your friends didn't want to become your friend because of the way your look did they?"
JT: "I don't think so."
Me: "Well, you should probably try talking to ____ tomorrow and maybe you can be his friend. He may be the coolest kid you will ever meet."
JT: "I don't think he will mom, he really really looks like a pigeon, like the bug eyes and everything."
Me: I lost it at this point.... then had to talk serious again!

I could give you the entire conversation, but I don't want to give away which kid it is in his class, I know for a fact though the child's parents will not read this so I think we are ok. :)