The Call (DUN, DUN, DUN!)
ELEMENTARY SCHOOL shows up on the caller ID.
There are two panicked thoughts that run through your head:
1) MY KID IS SICK/INJURED.
I have received this call a few times. The last time, Little E fainted at school due to a combination of a cold and medicine that I had given him. I also have an adverse reaction to cold meds, and I didn't even think that my children could have it, too. That was one was on me and was scary as hell. The nurse had to call an ambulance.
2) MY KID IS IN SUPER BIG TIME TROUBLE.
I have also received this call. A few times from Little E's pre-school (I know, I know, he's perfect. How could this happen?) And one time regarding Big E and a private parts contest in the cafeteria during lunch. But for the most part, my kids are well behaved at school and save their satanic tendencies for when they come home. It's impossible to be well behaved ALL DAY.
Today, I was picking up some last minute items for Little E's science fair project.
A mother walked by me on her cell phone.
SO THEY WERE DOING MATH ON THE COMPUTER AND HIS GROUP HAD DONE AN INTERNET SEARCH FOR GIRLS IN BIKINIS?
I looked over at her. She began to blush. I get it. I've been there.
YES, I UNDERSTAND. WELL THANKS FOR CALLING ME TO LET ME KNOW OF THE SITUATION. I'LL TALK TO HIM WHEN HE GETS HOME TODAY.
I wanted to walk over to her and give her a hug. I get it. Once you have a child, there is another person walking around representing you. And sometimes, they do a crappy job. You want to shout:
I'M A GOOD PERSON AND I DON'T APPROVE OF THIS BEHAVIOR! I'M TRYING MY HARDEST TO RAISE A GOOD PERSON AND IT IS SO CHALLENGING!
I smiled at her as I walked by. I should have given her a Mrs. Yoy blog card with the website. Because, I know her pain. Big time.