Thursday, February 2, 2012

Rebel. With a Cause.

Sometime around 3 p.m. each day I call home and ask either my Mom or my Father in Law how the boys are and did they have a good day at school. Today, my FIL informs me he had to talk to the bus driver; seems as if Rakes was throwing spit balls at some other little kid en route to home.

Being that he sits in the second seat behind the bus driver the fact he thought he could get away with this without the driver seeing him makes me wonder if he thinks he's just that slick not to get caught or the bus driver is a blind, blithering idiot.

Turns out, this is the second time he's gotten in trouble and if it happens a third time he gets to go visit the principals office. It also means he would be banned from the bus for a week and I'd have to leave work, pick him up, drive him home, and then go back to work.

This episode follows a week of being on blue, a second taking away of a yo-yo he's not supposed to have at school, and staying up last night until 2 playing his Nintendo DS that he somehow found in it's hiding place and smuggled up to his room.

I'm sort of scared to ask my Mom if this reminds her of anyone she once knew.


Stacy said...

Sounds like you've got an exciting few years ahead of you, little brother.

May the force be with you.

Ted D said...

I'm gonna need more than the force. I'm thinking the Air Force.

Rich in the Garage said...

Want me to come down there and give him a whooping? I'll do it! You tell him if I've got to drive all that way to kick his ass Im going to be pissed. And I'm never playing mario with him again. Ever.

Ted D said...

I don't think that will have him scared, Jr. He likes you.