Yep, you guessed it --- teacher contact #4 today. I passed it on to the hubby. He's less likely to kill the kid. For some strange reason my blood pressure is rising with each contact! Go figure.
Here's one of THE most fun parts of being the mom: the hubby has decided that "the kid" will not be allowed to go out tonight with his friends, as he had planned. So guess who gets to break that lovely news to "the kid"? Three guesses and the first two don't count.
This really bites. The hubby won't be anywhere close when the sonic boom goes off. He must've hung up the phone and chuckled to himself after we talked. You know they do this on purpose! And I say "they" because I know he's not the only dad who does this.
I think I'll drink a "shot" every time the doorbell rings tonight.
Happy freakin' Halloween.
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