to hear that we got Big Kid ready, with an acceptable Passover lunch (actually, now that I think about it, we mixed meat and cheese, DOH!), rushed him off to school at the appointed time...to find out that today is parent/teacher conference day and there is no school.
Now the teacher HAS to know that we're deadbeats, regardless of my playdates and cupcakes and other charades to the contrary.
Thank God Mr. Ashley drops him off and picks him up. It really makes him look bad.
We even KNEW about parent/teacher conferences, we just didn't know they took the day off for that.
Thank God our kid is Exceptional. I guess his teacher said the following:
Teacher: You know, every year you have your "one" in the class and he is mine. I just love him. Oh, how I love him. I honestly look forward to seeing him each school day. He is just so special, so cute, so smart...oh he is my heart. My love. (hand to her heart, big sigh). I don't know how I'll go all summer without him.
I know it seems weird but if you all ever want to go out, or need a break, or just need a sitter...please call me. I would love to watch him. I would take him to my house and just keep him if I could.
If I were Mr. Ashley, I would have shoved him at her and told her I'm just going to run home and grab his stuff but I guess he just thanked her politely and apologized for our dead-beatedness.
So no school = no quiet time for Ashley. I am not exaggerating when I say he has been making noise for 4 days straight. No break. He even talks in his sleep.