We’re just enjoying a hectic Friday deadline day when the phone rings.
It’s Colton’s vice-principle.
Colton is in trouble.
For stabbing a classmate.
With a thankfully unsharpened popsicle stick.
It’s really not as bad as it sounds. Just two boys doing what boys do when given anything resembling a knife or sword. They fought. Somehow though, Colton managed to draw a small amount of blood so the principle had to be brought in. Apparently it wasn’t a big deal, but it was one of those things where we had to be called. Still, that’s not a call you really want to get.
This is for my brother, who called today to let me know I haven’t blogged anything funny/useful/about my kids in a while. This one is at least two out of three.