Here's Simon with the shirt I made for him to celebrate his ethnic heritage at school. He brought some digestives and some olie bolen. He had no idea what he was wearing or bringing but it was fun for me.
I was trying to teach him what the shirt meant. I pointed to the British flag and said "That means you're half British" and "That", pointing to the other one, "means you're half Dutch." Quizzing him before we left, I pointed to the British one and said "What does that mean?" He proudly said, "I'm half bitch!"
Yes Simon, yes it does, but let's not tell your teacher that! :) And anyway, it's only half of the time so that makes him only a quarter "bitch", right?
I corrected him in a hurry and quizzed him a million more times before we left to make sure he wouldn't say that. When I picked him up, I was all excited. "Simon, did you tell your teacher what your shirt means?" "No, she didn't ask." Arrrrgggghhhh! All of that for nothing. I guess I got a good laugh out of it!