Friday is show and tell for The Boy.
I should know that by now.
Every week they study a different letter and on Friday they bring in something that starts with it.
But I didn’t go through the school papers yesterday.
And this morning it totally slipped my mind—
Perhaps I was distracted by the fact that Farrah got sick all over the apartment last night and Kipp and I were rolling up our living room rug this morning and taking it to the trash room—lots of fun.
I was reminded of show and tell when I dropped The Boy off at school and the other kids were talking about what they brought.
The Boy looked at me with eyes that said “MOM!!!!!!!”
I remembered from earlier in the week that this week’s letter was F.
“Good thing your last name is Fawcett. You brought yourself!” I said with a huge smile.
And his face lit up.
He loved it….
“Hey guys….I’m a Fawcett. I brought myself to show and tell.”
All his friends started laughing.
Crisis averted.
I really need to get some sleep.
Love much,
xob

Great thinking on the fly. Its wonderful how something so simple like that makes our little ones beam.
Fast thinking Mama!