Out with the paddle, in with incurable diseases.

Abby and I had this gem of an interaction this morning:

"Yesterday, while we were waiting for dismissal, Joshua, in another third grade class? He got really angry and started yelling at everybody!"

"Really? Why?"

"I don't know. But I guess it's understandable. He's got AIDS."

"What!?"

"Yeah, AIDS! Because he misbehaves. That's why they gave him AIDS."

"Um....."

"In fact, they gave him two aides."

(lightbulb dimly goes on in my head)

"Ohhh, 'aides.' A-I-D-E-S? Gotcha. Either that, or I guess school discipline is really playing for keeps these days."

"What?

"Nothing honey."