Kindergarten is a big wasteland. I have no idea what's happening over there, but am happy to report that we are getting "monday mail" now that attempts to keep us boy-moms somewhat informed.
Therefore, every sentence from Sam about school is a treasured gem. I'm looking for anything and everything that will help me glean some sort of understanding about his day. So last night in the car, you can imagine my surprise when his comment about his day was:
"Well, I didn't get in trouble, and I didn't have to have any meetings."
"Have you been having a lot of meetings?" I asked. (Meetings are some sort of new disciplinary code for getting called up to the teacher's desk, I think.)
"Well, yeah. Sometimes I have meetings."
"What for?" I asked, shocked. I think of Sam as the good, compliant one, so I'm shocked to learn of his newfound rebelliousness.
"Just doing things I'm not supposed to, breaking rules. Like talking in the hall, and stuff like that."
I'd heard about a talking in the hall incident before, but I'm not sure where the other meetings have come from. I guess the fact that I haven't been called in to meet with the teacher means that it's not too serious. Right?
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