I just got a phone call from the big kids’ school telling me that I had to hurry down for some kind of emergency. In fact, it was such a huge emergency that, when they couldn’t get me by phone they called my gym and had one of the trainers come find me in barre class. I thought that someone was possibly trying a hostile takeover of the PTO or something. It was just Merlin again, and this time it wasn’t an award. He was in the office pitching a big fit about his clothes. I am sorry that I have been too busy being a supper mom to get the laundry done. Most lil’ boys would love to wear something that their Daddy wore as a child.
He looks cute as a button. I have no idea why he made such a big deal about it!
The school secretary said that even the kindergarteners were teasing him. Well, they need to teach those children a lesson on not bullying! They certainly were all over that when Starling might have said something the tiniest bit unkind about Fat Alice. They said no more leiderhosen. We’ll see. I don’t like being bossed around.
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