Last week left me feeling like a drunk person getting off the Tilt-A-Whirl. The boys had their first full day of school on Wednesday. I wasn’t too worried about my oldest. It was the youngest. After I left him in his class all I could think was, “Please be good!” My worries were calmed when the Kindergarten teacher came up to me in the hallway as I was helping the older boy settle into his locker. She said he was doing great so far. What a relief. That calmed me. Only somewhat because I was heading to my own first class that morning. Yes, this little housewife has decided to go back to school which I will blog about another time.
Everything seemed to be going along fairly well that morning. Aside that I was running behind picking the kids up for lunch. But they are used to that. I got to the school and the Kindergarten teacher asked to talk to me about my youngest. She was holding a paper. I could see the writing through the back of the page. My heart sank and my stomach would have churned but I was already feeling a bit anxious about the day. Oh no!
I vaguely remember the conversation that followed.
Teacher: Your son drew a picture and felt the need to show me. (Shows me the picture)
Me: . . . . .I’m so sorry.
Teacher: At least your son is great at spelling phonetically. (Laughs)
Me: I think I may have apologized again.
Teacher: That’s ok. It’s not the first time that’s happened.
Thank goodness she has a great sense of humour about kids and those things. One of those things being the ‘F’ word written on his colouring sheet. I gathered up my kids to leave and may have apologized yet again.
On the way to the vehicle I asked my son why he wrote a swear. His response, “My friend told me to.”
Me: I understand but that’s not the point. Why did you write it?
Him: Because I’m a rock star.
I tried not to lose it and let him see I was cracking up.
Thankfully the last part of the week went more smoothly. I even got an email from his teacher that Friday was much better. The rest of the year can only get better from here, right?
Haha! Funny…and yes, it can only get better.
I truly hope so! Fingers crossed.