Hope you all like kindergarten stories, because I feel like I am going to have a lot of them.
Last night when I got home, Dan tells me there is a note for me in Anabella’s backpack. As I pulled out her folder and read the following, she ran over, grabbed my leg and started crying hysterically.
The Invisible Man cut her shoelace. Of course, I started to laugh, but she was really upset. I’m not sure if it was a “note to your mom” comment or if she just thought I was going to be really pissed that she cut the shoelace on her new “Twinkle Toes” — but somehow I wound up feeling like a horse’s ass.
So as you can see from today’s entry, we have a teacher conference at 3:30. Guess I can inquire as to how the Invisible Man (that bastard!) was dealt with and how we can save my child from all that anxiety next time.
The other child
I don’t want Scarlett to look back at this blog in 10 years and think it was all about Anabella. This picture was taken last week — with her black eye (she fell off my bed) and her pig tails (she almost has enough hair). She demanded that I “take a picture of my tongue” – so here it is.