Thursday, April 03, 2008

Scenes From Life With My Children

R. comes home from rehearsal for the spring musical. "I pride myself on the fact that I'm not asked to repeat my lines twelve times," he says.

M. comes out of school on Tuesday. "This was the worst day of my life," she says glumly, and refuses to explain. Did she get in trouble? Yes. Sent to the office? No. Went "on yellow" via the traffic-light behavioral modification scheme in her classroom? No. Note home? No. She doesn't want to talk about it. Today it comes out: when they were playing Seven Up, the teacher told her not to press someone's thumb down and then think better of it and pry it up again.

1 comment:

Jay said...

Um, do we have the same daughter? Mine got one answer wrong on her spelling test last month and you would have thought she'd been expelled from the settlement.