If you had been a fly in our car on the way to school Wednesday, you would have overheard this conversation.
Yago: Mom, I don’t want to go to Montessori; not today. (This is the way we start every conversation on the way to school.)
Mom: Silence (I always pretend that I didn’t hear or understand what he was saying the first time.)
Yago: Mom, I don’t want to go to Montessori; not right now. (As if ‘today’ vs ‘right now’ is going to make a difference)
Mom: Why not? Give me one good reason, please.
Yago: (Looking pitifully at his knee) I have a scratch.