Today I took C to day 6 of pre-K. He's notorious for his separation anxiety, but has been acclimating rather well to his new school. He was actually EXCITED to go today, and ran up to the other boys as soon as he got there. One of them yelled, "Get out of here!" right into C's face. He ran off and buried his face in my leg. It took everything I had not to drop kick the little fetcher off the play structure.
As a result, I had to stay for an entire hour until he was ready for me to leave. GRRRRR.
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AS I read about what some little brat said to my precious grandson, I wanted to smack him in the mouth.
It's a good thing I wasn't there, or I would have at least given him a tongue lashing, told the teacher and possibly his mother. Double GRRRRRRR.
I so feel for you. That child needs a little talking to!
that is horrible. poor little C!
yup, you should have punched him!
What a little punk. Good luck!
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