I knew it wasn’t good news when Teri pulled me aside after the kids came in from lunch recess today. Caleb had gone straight to his desk to color and was acting suspiciously nonchalant, which is a hard look for a five year old to pull off.
“There was a little…ah, problem during recess,” she began. I braced myself.
“Caleb, well…he went to the bathroom out on the playground.”
“What??”
“Peed. Out on the playground.” She seemed to be hiding a grin.
I was dumbfounded.
“Wow. Um, okay…I’ll, I’ll talk to him. Thanks, Teri.”
And then she left me alone to have a tête-à-tête with the tiny tinkler.
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Seriously? “Don’t pee on the playground” is a rule that actually has to be spelled out?
Feh. I guess I’ll just add it to the list.
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Notes on a Napkin 