03 October 2007
Parcel Post
Lately it seems like Thing 1 can't remember a blessed thing she needs to get through the day. I am becoming well-acquainted with the office staff at her school. So today, once again, the phone rang. This time: ice cream for TA treats. TA is like homeroom, and the kids take turns bringing treats on Wednesdays. So I rearranged my schedule, loaded Thing 4 into his car seat, ran some errands and dropped off her treats. I was feeling mightily persecuted, and coming up with a snappy quip for the secretaries, but when I got inside, the counter was lined with snacks from all the other parents who got called in a panic this morning. Looks like I was in good company, today anyway.
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3 comments:
I suppose it made you wonder if they really needed your treats.
Well, they had to spread 'em out between all the different TA's. Otherwise it would be quite the picnic.
I hate it when they have to call you in like that.. you really do feel like you did when you got sent to the principals office as a kid. Not that I would know what that was like.. right?
Hopefully Thing 4 will remember it from now on.. save you the trip
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