Well, folks, we have some bad news. Z moved down the behavior chart today at school. He laughed too hard (read: loud) at a joke, apparently. 10 minutes on the wall at recess. He's sure he's a failure.
I'm a little heart broken for him. "I guess I'm going to know what getting on Orange (call home) or Red (move to the office) feels like now," he says. Kinda like, "Well, I WAS going to be successful in life, but now it's all over." Poor buddy.
I must admit, I feel a little like asking, "Seriously Mrs. 1st grade teacher? It's the second week of school, and you're already making them sit on the wall at recess? Recess is the only good thing ABOUT school at this age, don't you know? Plus, my kid is one of the nice ones, don't you know? DON'T YOU KNOW?!"
But alas, I'm trying to be a grown-up.
Don't be too alarmed, kind defenders of Zane, there's good news here and there too. For instance, the student teacher's last name rhymes with Beyonce. How lucky is that?
Any advice on how to let go? Zane thought we could just "go back to Gigi's house..."
picture on the left: heaven picture on the right:heaven + cat