I’m the kind of mother teacher’s must hate. First I must exonerate myself from your evil thoughts. I am not annoying to the teachers. I don’t phone three times a week, send emails, or write lengthy letters. I always support their decisions in the classroom and encourage my children to obey.
I’m no classroom angel though. I just can’t keep the paperwork straight. Daily my children each come home with a folder stuffed fuller than any Thanksgiving turkey and often there are those little permission slips that need to be signed and returned. Sometimes there are reminder notes to forgetful parents like me that tell us when library books are due, the recorder must be brought to school, or the subtraction flashcards need to be returned.
My problem is that all of these dates swim around in my mind and end up beached on the wrong shore. I just forget to send those blasted flashcards back to school on Fridays. I can’t seem to help it!
You’ve read about the WANTED signs hanging in libraries nationwide. They’ve got my picture on them.
I wish I could say these are new problems caused by stress, Spring fever, or too many M&M’s, but in all honesty I cannot.
As a child I forgot my lunch at least three times a week and left every sweater, sweatshirt, jacket, and plastic bag that could be morphed into outwear hanging on my little peg in the classroom. By Friday, my peg was pulling from the wall and spilling my jackets into a warm puddle on the floor.
Seriously, I would have looked malnourished if my grandfather hadn’t run my lunch to school everyday.
When leaving the house now, I must return at least once to fetch something I’ve forgotten. How can I be so scatterbrained?
Maybe I’ve got adult ADD. Tell me I do. I need an excuse.