Thursday, October 11, 2007
Nothing worth writing about. The only thing that comes to mind at this moment was at dismissal time. Sticky-Finger Fredda managed to sneak away while I was talking to a parent. Later, I see mom at the ice cream truck buying ice cream. I'm sure it was only yesterday that mom was telling me that she would be asking for a daily report about her daughter's behavior. Even if her daughter was an angel from above (and no, she wasn't), she did not deserve ice cream after the nonsense yesterday.


Post Date - Saturday, October 13, 2007 11:28pm