Yesterday was the last day of school for the public schools, so today is officially the first day of summer. They aren't driving me too crazy, yet. Give me another few hours.
They've been running in and out in various combinations all day. So far, they've been doing OK. The big problem comes when two different Little Joggers want to play with the same neighborhood kid, but not with each other. Or when almost everybody agrees on what game to play, but one kid doesn't want to play that. In these cases, the offended kid will come in, and depending on their own inclination, cry, whine, or sulk. Lather, rinse, repeat.
The funniest part of the end of the school year is probably the littlest Little Jogger's report card. Minutes after the end of school, we got a call from the littlest's teacher, Mrs. J. On the report card, in the spot for "Placement next year", she had put the grade that he is currently in. She had done this for all her students. She flunked her whole class. Of course, it was a mistake. We hadn't looked at it, yet, but when we did, we certainly would have chuckled and said, "Oh, that's a mistake." But apparently the very first parent to notice flew off the handle. Mrs. J was very embarrassed. Anyway, we determined that the littlest is, in fact, going on to the next grade level.
“I chose abuse, because it seemed safer”
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