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Also On Friday

So yesterday I told you that it was a big day for my littlest one, what with it being the last day of school and all.

Well, I was a bit ticked off by the end of the day as well. Do you want to know why?

Of course you do, that's why you're reading.

My 6 year old son was sent to the office on Friday. That really bothers me. First off I was not informed (not a new occurrence, which I could go on and on about) and second of all it's the last day of school!

Who sends a kindergartner to the principal on the last day of school! You might be wondering what caused him to be sent there? He threw a toy.

Sounds a little over board? I know it does, but I really wouldn't put it past his teacher and that's what gets me the most.

No, no, that's NOT what gets me the most. What gets me the most is that it was the last day of school and my little boy came out of school and informed me that he couldn't go to first grade until he started acting like a first grader.

Hmm, I wonder where he picked that up from?

Yes, major issues with his teacher, can you tell? I could go on and on about this... but I won't. I'll just vent that my little boy had a lousy last day of school when everyone else was having fun.

So I did what any loving mother does when her child is hurting. I bought him ice cream. :)


Cheryl Tenney said…
You are an awesome Mom. I would have done the same thing.

That quote at the end of your blog is my favorite. It was actually written by Marianne Williamson and quoted by Nelson Mandella. Not that that matters. I miss you and our fun girls night out. Later, keep blogging.

cheryl from AZ
cannwin said…
as I understand it, the quote was written as part of a speech given by Nelson Mandella... which IMO gives him full rights to claim it.

That's what speech writers do, they live vicariously through the speaker.

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