That’s a Hee Haw reference, by the way, for those of you who didn’t grow up in Zolicoffer. I’m sick. Cracked, runny nose, throbbing head, aggravated sneezing sick. I blame public school. The MoonPie isn’t actually sick herself, but I’m sure some germ-riddled munchkin licked her lunchbox, which I then HANDLED. Stranger things have happened.
I’m reserving my final thoughts on Public School vs. Home School until the year is out, but today we had a Parent/Teacher conference. It was only my second. The first one was when MP was in Kindergarten and I had to listen to the teacher complain how poor my daughter’s handwriting was. She was in KINDERGARTEN. Personally, I thought if she could hold the pencil without poking herself in the eye, she was good to go.
AnyWAY. The conference went well. MP is doing great, making friends, learning a lot. At least I think so. I took a bunch of drugs before I went in and barely remember. I wish I’d thought of that when she was in kindergarten. It would have saved MP a lot of handwriting exercises.
Did you give the teacher your cold?
I get it. You are funny because your mom is funny.