Why are you being an ass already?
WHY?
Why did Kaylee not sleep well last night? Because the in-laws kept her up taking the Christmas decorations down. That's why.
Why did Kaylee have a total breakdown this morning before heading off to school? Because she didn't sleep well last night.
This was the conversation this morning as she tore through her backpack:
Oh my gosh! Where is it?
Where is what, babe?
That weekly progress report that I bring home at the end of the week and you have to sign and I have to bring back on the next day of school.
Babe? You didn't have one of those papers.
YES I DID.
No you. . .
YES I DID. I HANDED IT TO YOU AND YOU SIGNED IT!
Sweetie. . . You did not bring home one of those papers.
YES I DID. I gave it to you and you signed it and then YOU LOST IT and now I'm not going to have recess because of it. You have to write me a note.
She has emptied her backpack of all its contents and they are strewn about her bed. She is going through each paper one by one. And she is crying.
Kaylee, you did not show me one of those papers. I did not sign anything. Your backpack has been hanging up since you got home on the last day of school.
MAMA! I GAVE YOU THE PAPER AND YOU SIGNED IT! YOU HAVE TO REMEMBER. YOU HAVE TO.
Babe?! YOU DIDN'T GIVE ME A PAPER! I DIDN'T SIGN ANYTHING.
YES I DID! YOU SIGNED IT AND THEN YOU LOST IT!
I am at my boiling point now. We have yelled at each other so much and so loudly that we have awakened the sleeping bear. AKA Randall.
Kaylee, hysterically crying, goes running to her Daddy trying to make him remember this paper and me losing it.
He tries to calm her down. She explains that she is certain that she gave me this paper and that I signed it and that it then got lost. She explains that if she doesn't have this paper her teacher will punish her by taking away her recess and she doesn't want to lose her recess on the first day back.
Randall tells her that we will write a note. And by we? He means me.
Annoying.
I immediately say that I am not writing a note for a nonexistent paper.
Randall gets mad at me because by this point I am pretty much acting like a child.
Kaylee and I play a couple more rounds of the Blame Game and then I reluctantly cave and write the stupid note. I explain that we did SEE this paper (we didn't) but that it got misplaced and to please not take any disciplinary action on Kaylee and that if there were any questions for him to please call us.
Except the note wasn't one big run-on sentence. Or it could have been. I'm not even really sure my handwriting was legible.
Why she waited until this morning to look for this paper I have no clue. But somehow this will end up being my fault. Because, you know, I'm supposed to keep her backpack organized.
People? As I write this it is almost 10am. Kaylee has been at school for two hours. As of yet there have been no calls.
I guess we will see what happens at lunch time.
Sigh.
What a great way to start off the week. Right?
