Interjecting some Love
Tomorrow is a field trip boy for the kindergarten child. He is excited. I’m tired just thinking about it. Anyway, he is so excited to be riding a school bus more than the field trip itself I think.
We’ve received no less than 3 notes telling us to make sure the children are at school by 7:45….which they have to be there by 7:55 every day anyway. And, we aim for 7:45 instead of 7:55 so no big deal, but apparently the teacher has encouraged the students about this as well.
Just now, at 8:56, an hour and a half after bedtime (yet they stayed in the Jacuzzi with dad til 8:20 for some crazy reason - not to forget we went out to dinner), I hear this:
Ditto Boy: Mooooom
Me: Yes
Ditto Boy: Do we go to school tomorrow?
Me: Yes
Ditto Boy: We have to be there at 7 til 20.
Me: *giving his dad a weird look*
Dad: *giving me an even weirder look*
Me: *I think he means 7:45 and I tell dad as much” Ok, we will be there by then I’m sure……

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