Last night, Bill asked who would watch our kids this morning when we took Fritz to an appointment with the oral surgeon. I explained that finding a babysitter for 7 am on the first day of school would have been problematic at best.

So, this morning found us all in commuter traffic on our way to the hospital. The radio was on. They announced the day.

Billy: Mom, is it really Tuesday?

Me: Yes, today is Tuesday.

Fritz: When do we start school?

Me: Wednesday.

Fritz: When’s Wednesday?

Me: Tommorrow. You guys are lucky. Everybody else is starting school today.

Fritz: How about Zack?

Me: Okay, not Zack. They’re going on vacation this week. Everybody else is starting today.

Fritz: How about Jacob?

Me: Yes, the school opens today. He’ll be there.

Katie: Erin’s friends, who are also my friends now, said they are starting school tomorrow.

Me: Did they mean yesterday’s tomorrow which is today?

(Pause while she cogitates.)

Katie: Mommy! Is today tomorrow?

Me: Yes, Katie, today is tomorrow.

Billy: And when are we starting school?

Me: Wednesday.

Billy: And when’s Wednesday?

Me: Tomorrow.

Katie: But, Mommy, today is tomorrow.

And I Don’t Know’s on third.