Dreading THAT conversation

An almost word by word account of a conversation that Aidan and I had the other day:

Aidan:  When women are pregnant, are there wires?

Me:  Wires? What do you mean?

Aidan:  Wires! (and he moves his hands around his waist as though he was holding an inner tube)

Me:  No...why do you think there are wires?

Aidan:  We were watching Cheaper by the Dozen at school* and the mom was pregnant, and she said "My wire snapped!" so they had to get her to hospital to have the baby.

He somehow heard "water broke" and understood "wire snapped"! I declined to pursue the topic further; that discussion will come soon enough.

*Why were they watching a movie at school? Because in the last week to ten days, they did nothing but play; work was long over. I guess the point is to have them in school for the requisite number of days but not necessarily learning anything.

Then and now

As of 11:30 this morning, school is officially over for Aidan. He brought home artwork showingphotos from both his first day of 4th grade on September 4, 2011 and his last day, today:

It is hard to read but under each photo is written his height, in inches. He apparently was 55 inches at the start of the school year and grew a full inch since. (This doesn't square with the measurement of 53.25 inches that was recorded at his ten year checkup last month but since we aren't using it for any official reasons, I think we are okay.)

Fourth grade was good for Aidan. And now he can say that he is a 5th grader!