SCHOOL ENROLLMENT

Nora calling downstairs to Bo: Bo! Where are Matthew's shoes, the ones that he was wearing when you took him over to Asa's yesterday?
Bo thinking out loud: (Beats me. Did he have them on when we came home?)
Bo calling up to Nora: They must be in his room, Red.
Nora to baby Matthew: Your daddy keeps losing your stuff. What are we going to do with him?
Bo calling up again: Nora, do you know where my bomber jacket is?
Nora to Matthew: Geeeesh, he can't even remember where his own things are!
Nora: Try the hall closet.
Bo: Oh yeah, the closet. Nora we gotta go. Hurry. (He puts on his jacket and finds the shoes in the pocket, runs upstairs to give them to Nora).
Bo: Here are the shoes. I found them on the desk - you really should keep better track of them.
Nora looks at Bo and grins: On the desk, huh! Boy is my mind going or what!
Bo: That's my guess. Wow, you two look great. Hey Red, maybe we could postpone this meeting for maybe half and hour?
Nora: What did you have in mind, commish?
Bo: Let's you and me play find the...
Nora: Bo! If I remember correctly we found that over and over again last night and this morning! Now, if you want to play...no, we can't, we have to go.
Bo: Why do we have to enroll Matthew in that school now? He isn't even one.
Nora: Because it's the best school around and Matthew just has to go there. We're late enrolling him, we should have done this months ago, but I did a favor for the principal a few years ago and he owes me one, and agreed to interview us now. We'll blow it if we're late for the meeting.
Bo: You're sure about this?
Nora: Yep, let's go.

In the principal's office

Nora holding Matthew on her lap: Bo sit still you're making me nervous.
Bo: Red, this is bringing back some pretty scary memories for me.
Nora: I can just see you sitting in an office like this, in trouble over something.
Bo: Yeah, like the time I called the office and pretended that I was pa, and I told them I was too sick to come to school that day. And I did say I instead of "Bo" and got caught.
At that moment Mr Granger, the principal, cleared his throat behind them.
Mr Granger: Well, isn't that interesting!
Nora smiling nervously: Oh Donald, how great of you to see us! This is my husband, Bo Buchanan and this is Matthew.
Bo: Very nice to meet you. You didn't hear that did you? (Looking at the floor)
Mr Granger: Please, why don't you all come into my private office.

In Mr Granger's office

Mr Granger: Now, you'd like to enroll Matthew in our school is that right?
Nora: Oh yes. He just has to come here. We've heard it's the best.
Mr Granger: You realize that there is a very long waiting list. Most children are enrolled just after they are born, sometimes before.
Nora: I do know that, but things were a little different for us for the first few months of Matthew's life and I realize that we're late but couldn't you make an exception just this once. Please.
Mr Granger: Different, well yes. I did read the paper detailing the uh *problems* that you were having. It was around the time that you were named Woman of the Year, right? I assume all of that has been resolved?
Bo: Yes sir. You see someone messed up my sperm count report and Nora didn't think that I could father a child so she asked her friend to help her out, and then we thought that her friend was the father of Matthew but he wasn't - it was me all along but we didn't know because the same person who screwed up my test results had a lab tech switch the DNA results to say that Nora's friend was the father and it took quite a looong time to get this mess straightened out and by that time Nora was living with her friend and I was with the woman who screwed up the tests and then when we found out the truth it took Nora and me some time to get back together, but we are together now and we are very happy and we are very happy that Matthew is ours and...
(Bo takes a big breath and is about to continue. He looks at Nora and then Mr Granger and realizes that maybe he has said enough).
(Nora is sitting with her eyes and mouth wide open. She is staring at Bo. She doesn't know whether to laugh, cry, scream or what) Nora starts laughing hysterically.
Mr Granger: Hum... I see... Well as I said there is a very very long waiting list at this school but we will let you know about Matthew's admission very soon.
In the meantime, perhaps you should consider looking into a few more schools. I'm sure there are many in this area that also meet your requirements.
(Nora gets up holding Matthew trying to control her laughter and she pokes Bo). Yes, thank you. We'll look forward to hearing from you. We won't take up any more of your time.

Back at Bo and Nora's house

Bo: Well I think that went well don't you? You don't think I said too much do you?
Nora stifling a laugh: Oh no, it was just swell!!
Bo: I'm not so sure I want Matthew going to that school. It sure seemed pretty stuffy to me.
Nora: Oh, I don't think we will have to worry about that. (Grinning) We'll look into some others.
Matthew needs a bottle and then I'll put him down.
Bo: No its ok. I'll take Matthew up and change him. You can bring up a bottle when its ready.
Bo takes Matthew upstairs.
Bo as he's changing Matthew: Hey little buddy give me a high five. I got you out of going to that stuffy old place. Mommy thinks I didn't know what I was doing but...it worked didn't it. Now you can go to a real school - when you're ready in about 4 years and you can learn with your little friends and have fun and I can come and watch you play ball and all that neat stuff. Just don't tell your mom what I did, OK.
(Nora is standing at Matthew's bedroom door and has heard the whole conversation).
Nora: Love ya Bo
Bo looks at Nora and smiles: Love ya too, Red.