I got a call from the school yesterday...
My kids pack their own school lunches, and usually make great choices. I check them before they get packed into the backpacks just to make sure they're not sneaking four cups of sugar, but I rarely have to tell them to put something back. Sandwich, fruit, veggie, drink...standard.
This week, however, we've got company, and I've been lax in my checking. The school counselor called my cell phone and told me that there'd been an "incident" during lunch. One of the teachers saw my 9 YO looking angry and not eating, and went to see what was wrong. She asked Bug why she wasn't eating and she pulled a raw potato out of her bag. She had packed herself a raw potato and a banana.
The counselor asked if there was anything wrong at home *** nope, it's all good!) and if we can't afford to pay for lunches. (How many times do I need to say, "No, we've got everything to make good healthy sandwiches"?) She tried getting me to sign up for free lunches for the kids...I had to explain to her than my husband is an NCO in the Air Force, we don't QUALIFY for free lunch. The counselor wouldn't accept that it was just my daughter doing something DOOFY.
So at dinner, we were getting everybody dished up and I put a leftover baked potato on Catey's plate. She tried pretending that she didn't know what I was getting at, until I told her, "Well, I heard that you prefer raw potatoes for lunch, but I'm fresh outta those." So she kept insisting that she DIDN'T pack the potato, only the banana. I asked my oldest about it later and she said that Catey took the potato out at their friends house on the way to school to show them, and said it was a joke. Funny joke, just take a sandwich next time, OK?
When I called DH to tell him about it, he thought it was hysterical. Once I got past the interrogation from the counselor, yeah, it was funny.
This week, however, we've got company, and I've been lax in my checking. The school counselor called my cell phone and told me that there'd been an "incident" during lunch. One of the teachers saw my 9 YO looking angry and not eating, and went to see what was wrong. She asked Bug why she wasn't eating and she pulled a raw potato out of her bag. She had packed herself a raw potato and a banana.
The counselor asked if there was anything wrong at home *** nope, it's all good!) and if we can't afford to pay for lunches. (How many times do I need to say, "No, we've got everything to make good healthy sandwiches"?) She tried getting me to sign up for free lunches for the kids...I had to explain to her than my husband is an NCO in the Air Force, we don't QUALIFY for free lunch. The counselor wouldn't accept that it was just my daughter doing something DOOFY.So at dinner, we were getting everybody dished up and I put a leftover baked potato on Catey's plate. She tried pretending that she didn't know what I was getting at, until I told her, "Well, I heard that you prefer raw potatoes for lunch, but I'm fresh outta those." So she kept insisting that she DIDN'T pack the potato, only the banana. I asked my oldest about it later and she said that Catey took the potato out at their friends house on the way to school to show them, and said it was a joke. Funny joke, just take a sandwich next time, OK?
When I called DH to tell him about it, he thought it was hysterical. Once I got past the interrogation from the counselor, yeah, it was funny.
Oh, that SO sounds like something Giorgi would do!!!!!!
One day I got a call from the Principal -- he was very concerned and wanted to know how Chuck (my husband was). I was confused and said he was fine and asked why. Giorgi told him that her dad had fallen off the roof and broke his ankle and needed surgery. Yeah -- 3 YEARS before that call!!! Kids!
One day I got a call from the Principal -- he was very concerned and wanted to know how Chuck (my husband was). I was confused and said he was fine and asked why. Giorgi told him that her dad had fallen off the roof and broke his ankle and needed surgery. Yeah -- 3 YEARS before that call!!! Kids!
Try having the prinicpal and teacher call you asking you to come look at your niece's desk area compared to the other students.
I get to the school went to her class, stood out side and looked in. TO my absolute horror her desk area looked like a pig sty! When she was asked to clean it she told the teacher she was expressing her artistic side.. Did not know a 5 year old had that...
I get to the school went to her class, stood out side and looked in. TO my absolute horror her desk area looked like a pig sty! When she was asked to clean it she told the teacher she was expressing her artistic side.. Did not know a 5 year old had that...
being healthy has its rewards....take the challenge and just do it
Well, I have to say this....I'm so glad to be a Grammy and don't have to deal with the hyserical things, that at the time are soooooooooooooo freaking embarrasing!! I think I spent half my life at the Grade school, Jr. High and even High Schools! I remember well the stories I had to deal with and this one fits right in to those catagories! I loved it! Now the big question....who does she take after??? LOL Mine all take after me and that was always the problem!
Enjoy it! It's gone to quick!
Sherry
Enjoy it! It's gone to quick!
Sherry
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