Apparently Rakes' adventure with the bus driver yesterday was only a prelude to today, as Trot came home for the first time on red.
Red is the kindergarten equivalent of 3 strikes so this was a pretty big deal. Apparently he not only decided not to listen to his regular teacher but decided the music teacher needed a good old fashioned headache as well. The weird thing is he HATES having to move his pin, yet some inner voice that I'm sure one day will lead him to plant M 80's in the High School toilet just won't let him NOT get into trouble.
I keep telling myself that maybe he's just getting it all out of his system now and that one day in the future, as we gaze at his College Diploma while celebrating him being the valedictorian of his graduating class that we'll look back on all this and have a good laugh.
Somebody's gotta win the lottery, right?
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