You probably don’t remember this…
…but I took it when Jack’s four-year-old class went on a field trip to the recycling center and Quinn missed the tour because he wouldn’t wear the earplugs. Well Quinn is now in the same four-year-old class and today was the field trip to the recycling center.
I’m pretty sure that Quinn has some sensory issues, and based on his consistent weirdness about things that go on or in his body, I wasn’t entirely sure he was going to agree to wear the earplugs. But everybody was going in to the tour and I told him that he couldn’t go in if he didn’t wear the earplugs and so he popped them right in.
And then he freaked out whenever they fell out and started yelling about how loud it was. But I was wearing earplugs, so the screaming was totally not a problem for me.
Anyway, I was really proud of him. I spend so much time trying to reasonably explain things to Sam and Jack, both of whom don’t respond well to reason (although Sam is getting better), so I was completely thrown by a kid who heard: If not A, then not B and accepted that he wanted B, so he would do A.
I’m really glad he did, because *I* think the recycling center is the coolest. Although rumor has it that it was smelly. But I have a cold, so I couldn’t tell.
In this next photo, Quinn was pointing out that there was glass down below. He seemed pretty proud of himself for locating it.
I always learn fascinating things at the recycling center tour. And by “always,” I mean “both times I’ve been there” and by “fascinating,” I mean “fascinating.” Did you know that in Montgomery County, Maryland, you can’t recycle clear plastic berry containers? And you don’t have to totally scrape all the peanut butter out of the jar before you recycle it? And that you shouldn’t recycle the greasy half of the pizza box?
That last one resolves a long-standing argument that Alex and I have had. Take that, Alex!
I wanted to take lots of photos of the displays there that showed different materials in different stages of their recycling journey, but I was already the person there with the most obnoxious camera and the most trigger-happy picture finger, so I didn’t.
Instead you’ll have to make do with this:
Also, before you all start asking—because I still get this question in the comments on the last recycling center post—here is the information on tours.