...The Rest of the Story

OK, so you all might be wondering just how much trouble my first grader is at school, if the daycare staff has to search his backpack for notes from his teacher daily. When I told you about the trip to the principle's office this week, I didn't tell you what happened last week. It involves a substitute teacher--and we all know how we misbehaved with substitute teachers when we were in elementary school...(Hmm...Chris W comes to mind?) Brandon's substitute teacher happened to be his good friend Ethan's mom. And in keeping with the old tradition of misbehaving for the substitute, Brandon took a pair of scissors and cut a hole in his friend's brand new shirt. The friend whose mom was the substitute teacher. And not only did he cut a hole in Ethan's new shirt--he cut a hole in his own new shirt that Granny gave him for Christmas. How he thought he'd ever get away with that, I don't know. He said Ethan dared him to do it. I told him that just because he was dared to do something that he knew was absolutely wrong, doesn't mean he should do it. (My gosh--he should at least wait for a triple-dog-dare.) So, that is one of the many reasons his backpack is searched when he gets off the bus.