Sebastian is mad at me and it's his fault.
He needed his permission slip signed for a field trip today.
I signed it and reminded him 3 times last night to put it in his backpack.
3 times.
Then this morning, I said don't forget your permission slip.
He called me a few minutes ago asking if it was still sitting on the coffee table.
Yes it is.
Can you bring it here by 9am?
No I can't. I can't get to the right bus stop on time, I can't walk that fast, it's cold out, my joints are not working properly, I'm sorry, I reminded you to take it.
But mommmmm.
But Sebastian, I reminded you 3 times last night to take it, I reminded you this morning to take it, I can't get to the bus fast enough to get it to the school before you need to leave. The buses leave on the hour, not before the hour, I won't make it, I don't have a car. I'm sorry. Other kids aren't going so you won't be alone at school. Next time, you'll put it in your backpack when I sign it the first time.
Yes mom.
Sorry buddy.
I love you even if you you're ruining my whole day mom.
I love you even though you woke me back up for your mistake bud.
Sarcasm and guilt, we know it well in this family.
Comments
It drives me up the wall if the kids forget something. The oldest has a field trip today and he wanted me to chaperone but he forgot to bring home the slip for me to fill out. He asked me to just talk to his teacher this morning. Nope, I told him I considered it a sign and I wouldn't be going on this trip.
Posted by: Chickie | October 27, 2005 8:19 AM
I used to sign permission slips for all kinds of stuff, and would generally find them in his pant pocket a few days later. Or else I would find really old notices about stuff long past. The teachers must have thought I was a complete idiot...
Posted by: Terry | October 27, 2005 12:01 PM