It's Presidents' Day. For most people, it's a "Oh, yeah, that holiday."
Not for me. See, eight years ago my son was born on Presidents' Day (good thing I had the day off!)
This past week my son came home with an assignment for Presidents' Day: write a report about a president. It has to be at least eight sentences. My son is seven, (back then Presidents' Day fell on the 21st), so I get to help. The writer in me is like "This will be so much more fun then adding two digit numbers!"
My favorite president is Theodore Roosevelt.
My son has never heard of him...yet.
My son said, "I'll do George Washington."
Ooookay. (I'm thinking BUT everyone will be writing on George Washington).
I said, "If you like the name George, why don't we do George W. Bush, who was president when you were born.
So, I'm getting to teach my son what writers do. We research. We look for interesting facts that not everyone knows.
We'll look for things that appeal to second graders. Things like playing little league, being a cub scout, liking history, having brothers and sisters, etc.
This morning, I rolled out of bed, pushed aside a towel on the floor that my son had put there so he wouldn't step on lava (yes, he has an imagination) headed for the kitchen, stepped on a lego, noted the homework spread on the table, and didn't think, "Oh, yeah, that holiday."
Happy Presidents Day!
And, by the way, which historic president is your favorite.
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