So the note reads, "Dear Mrs. (insert teacher name), I am sorry that I was disrespect-full t you. And I made a fart nois with my tonghg." Sigh.I glance at my 8 year old son who lowers his eyes as if suddenly completely engrossed in the homework that I have been trying to get him to finish for 45 minutes. Three minutes ago he was more interested in measureing the size of the grapes in the bowl in front of him. Now he is squinting and talking to himself quietly as he intently writes his sentences as if to magically ward off the confrontation with his most sincere studious impression. The kid is good, I'll give him that.I should have known the day would go like this when after the morning "race" (think 3 kids, breakfast, lunches packed, dressed, teeth brushed, shoes tied, mittens found, dishes done. Yup, I said dishes done. I was AHEAD of the game). So ready to get in the car, on time, for once...and then my 5 year old exits the bathroom and announces that he peed on himself...but only a little. Sigh.So here I am on this beautiful Wednesday, dinner still to cook, laundry to fold, dishwasher to empty, paint to clean up (did I mention that I painted my bathroom today?) and now punishment to dole out, and sadly WAY to early for wine...and I would not, for a million dollars change one thing. Well, OK maybe I'd hire a maid, but other than that, not one damn thing.Love what you do.
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