I just saw the following Facebook status update from my wife:

“Ethan comes home from school every day and immediately takes off his coat, hat, gloves pants and socks. Most of his day is spent pantless.

In a usual week, he spends somewhere in the neighborhood of 12 hours and 20 minutes a week at school. That’s four three-hour and five-minute long days spent coloring, playing with toys, arguing with other three-year-olds and sitting in something called circle time, which, to this point, I’ve only figured out involves sitting in a circle.

And, as if I doubted for a moment that his time in preschool isn’t constantly stimulating his mind, I had the following conversation with him last week, with names changed to protect the innocent:

Ethan: Is sharing caring?

Me: I don’t know. Who told you that?

Ethan: My teacher.

Me: Well then I guess it is.

Ethan: [Female preschooler 1] says it’s not.

Far be it from me to discourage lively debate amongst toddlers. In fact, in the course of his first four months of preschool, he’s managed to learn that dragons aren’t real, that hockey games have referees and that there may in fact be two Batmans.

The point of all this, though, is that at the end of those 3 hour and 5 minute sessions on Monday through Thursday, he’s earned the right to spend the rest of the day without pants - even if he will most certainly spend large parts of that day with a bike helmet on his head and socks on his hands.