It had been the buzz of our house for a few days.  Rumor had it that a new “Fourth/Fifth Grade Area” was coming to after school care.

Tonight, as I picked up the Paulsen Boys, I saw the reality of the “Fourth/Fifth Grade Area.”  Sure enough, it had the makings of an exclusive club.  A sound system playing pop hits was nestled between bean bag chairs within a cozy 10′ x 10′ tucked away corner.  I fetched my son from the new kid hot spot, as two girls lounging nearby bid him farewell.  It was indeed a place that I could have seen myself enjoying as a 10-year-old.  Way to go, after school care.

On the drive home, our Fourth Grader Sam raved about the new “big kid” alcove and its coming features.  Apparently, it would soon feature a PlayStation game counsel.  At the end of the year, it was anticipated that a chocolate fountain and a popcorn machine would make a special appearance.  And finally, Sam announced enthusiastically that next week, they were going to hang a copy of the Constitution on the wall.

Hey, wait!  Stop the Kidz Bop soundtrack.  What?  Suddenly, the party became all political.  Suddenly, the Boston Tea Party sounded kind of lame.  Suddenly, the “Fourth/Fifth Grade Area” lost a whole lot of cool, a whole lot of quickly.

We the people know this just ain’t right.  We hold these truths to be self evident.  #DropTheMic