Gloves off

Holy cow, I am tired!!

But instead of going to bed, I stayed up an extra twenty minutes so I can become "that" parent.

That's right, had to send the principal a nasty-gram on only the second day of my kid's school career.

It was a great letter too, one of those well written, accusatory, but unarguably right and guilt inducing masterpieces that will totally suck to have to respond to.

I didn't want it to have to be that way, but my new goal is that by 5th grade, I want at least 85% of the adults in that school to say "Oh crap, here comes Mrs. Ashley" when they see me walking down the hallway.

I gave them their chance. They blew it. It's on now.