Time has sped up.
It's faster than before.
Or I'm slower.
I've not written in ages and I feel it... my fingers aren't quite certain what letters to hit and my thoughts are stuttering.
But, tonight I made a card.
A pretty card.
For Baby Girl's teacher.
Because Baby Girl did NOT behave today.
School has been trotting along smoothly for Baby Girl -- good behavior reports, good grades, good, good, good. And then today. Today she got not one, but TWO frowny faces in her agenda. And the following accompanying notes from the teacher:
"Not following along when reading."AND
"...was VERY distracted today - playing with tiny pieces of paper in desk - Just doing nothing - She has work to finish."
Can I tell you a secret?
It made me a tiny bit happy. Don't get me wrong. I scolded her. We talked about appropriate behavior. We did ALL of the work she was supposed to have done in class and all of her normal homework. She didn't get to play with her best friend and had no TV tonight.
But inside, I was just the tiniest bit happy.
I don't want my baby to misbehave. I hope she never does this again. But, since she did, I got a the tiniest bit of satisfaction. Maybe it's not a proud moment, but at least now I know someone else understands the frustration of dealing with Baby Girl when she's in her own world... and finding tiny pieces of paper more interesting than her Reading, Writing and 'Rithmatic. And I know I'm not totally alone.
So, in the morning, Baby Girl will write a note of apology in the pretty card I made for her awesome teacher. And I won't feel so guilty for feeling happy. Cause it's a really pretty card.