I picked up the girls tonight, since Kevin had to work late. We got home, started dinner, and did the backpack routine (check for homework, sign the agenda, see graded papers, etc.) As the girls started eating, we were talking about their day.
Monica was talking about a mouthy little girl in her class. She said, "she's sassy and thinks she has to run the show...well, do *I* have news for *HER*! She's not all that!" Damn, I about spit Diet Coke over that one. She had the head bob going, and hands on her hips. All attitude and priss. Man, she's gonna be a pill when she becomes a teenager.
Natalie brought up some kid at after school day care who kicked her in the head today. She said that the teacher grabbed her, but she was (this is such a visual that I'm ruining it...), "trying to get away and stuff." This was demonstrated by Natalie's arms flailing around like crazy, almost knocking over her koolaid. I asked if the girl got in trouble when her mom picked her up, but Natalie said, "It was her Gramma, and she didn't say *ANYTHING* to her about it! Oh well, she'll see how she likes it when she winds up in Juvenile Hall!" Crap, there comes the Diet Coke again.
I wonder where they get their attitude toward butt-heads? I have zero tolerance for it, so does Kevin. My poor kids are gonna be hard nosed adults!
5 comments:
Ah yes, that Wood blood runs true.
Why is it always Wood blood? My side has been known to shoot the occasional butthead. LOL
Sounds like you're raising too good soldiers to fight the ever-increasing army of idiots out there. Good job!
LOLOL I can see and hear it now!
Thats just the tip of the iceberg......there will be more to come, trust me.
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