Last week was our annual parent/teacher meeting with my son’s grade one teacher. We had just gotten his report card the week before that, and no real surprises. He’s doing well in school, but has trouble focusing on his work and keeping his stuff contained – no surprises there.
We were very happy to hear what a great kid he is in class and how well behaved (yes I’m bragging) and how well he gets along with all of the other kids. We were also extremely pleased to hear that his best buddy at school is just as great a kid… it’s not always easy to tell with the stories the boy comes home with. His best bud in kindergarten at his old school was trouble with a capital “T,” not to mention annoying as all get out.
What we didn’t expect was the stuff he tells his teacher about the things that go on at home. When asked his favorite activity, he told his teacher it was “making weapons with his family.” Yep, we’re the family that builds bombs in the basement in our free time! Which makes me wonder, is that why none of the other parents make eye contact when I pick him up from after school care at the end of the day?
Just to clarify, the weapons are made out of Lego and do very little damage to anyone other than me, when I step on them.