Danger Girl is now in first grade. Her teacher asked them to fill out a get to know you sheet. Pretty standard. DG loves to write and did not wait for me to oversee this process.
When I rolled out of bed this morning, she had her sheet all filled out. It looked like a first grader did it. Generally, this is a good thing, but she goes to a school where parents do most of the projects. It's like the School for Future Stepford Families. I know some of the teachers read this blog (HI!!! LOVE YOU!!! KISSES!!!) but I also know they will tell you the parents do the projects. The parents who say they aren't helping are LYING. I'm the
Anyway, DG shows me her favorites and it's all pretty standard. She loves red, all flavors of ice cream, her favorite sport is WRESTLING and her favorite hobby is Getting Hurt.
This is going to do wonders for my reputation at the school...
One day last year she came home from school with a message from the nurse: She needed to take a bath every day. Which is interesting because she does bathe regularly. If you've read this blog for anything length of time, you know my Danger Girl lives in trees, collects various dead things, and is always covered in some sort of goo. Somewhere between when I dropped her off CLEAN on the school bus and when she got to her classroom, she acquired some sort of red goo on her face. The teacher thought it was blood and sent her to the nurse. It was barbecue sauce.
Or there was the time I picked her up from school early and she had spilled what looked like her entire lunch down the front of her khaki jumper. Or the day before the last day of school when the nurse called me to say she suspected DG had LICE! I got home. No lice. DG and her friend had been throwing sand at each other at recess.
And let us not forget her Halloween costume last year. Totally HER idea to be a roadkill rabbit. This year, she wants to be a zombie ninja and already has the costume planned out down to where I'm to attach the sword so it sticks out one side like she's "for really really been stabbed."
I know, TOTALLY AWESOME kid...but my gosh...not at the School for Future Stepford Families.