Not My Daughter...

Friday night I picked up the kids from the babysitter as usual and was headed up to my parents for a visit. Charlie was out of town, he went to visit some friends in Colorado Springs and spend Superbowl Sunday with them. So it was just me and the kiddos for the weekend.

I loaded the kids and backpacks into the car and began departing the babysitters neighborhood. I asked Kadence how school was and got the surprise of my life! "Well mom, not so good, I almost got sent to the Principal's office." As I lost my breath in that split second, I managed to utter the words, "come again?" She explained to me that she didn't have to go to the Principal's office, she almost had to go. Oh I am sorry, is there a difference. I immediately pulled over to the side of the road to get to the bottom of this. This had to be one of her imaginative stories and I was already coming up with reasons of why she should not make up stories like this because she would give her mom a heart attack!

I asked her what happened and she explained that she threw a dice at one of the boys in her class after he threw one at her. Okay, that's not so bad...that's almost self defense right. I reached back into the backseat and dug through her backpack for any notes from the teacher. Sure enough I found her behavior report. Every Friday the teacher sends home a behavior report that has the days of the week and Kadence has gotten a smiley face every day of every week until this day! I looked at it and there was a BIG BLACK STRAIGHT LINE where a smiley face should go. I immediately started hyperventilating! I read the note that explained that Kadence had been a little talkative during class this week and extremely loud during centers on Friday. After a long talk on the side of the road I called her dad who had a long talk with her also. She lost her privileges for the weekend which included a much anticipated overnight stay at Grandma's.

On Sunday night she wrote a note to the teacher apologizing for her behavior. I too wrote a note to the teacher to make sure she knew we were aware of the situation and had addressed it with Kadence. Now that it is done and over with all I can think about is that I might have overreacted...a little. Oh well, at least I addressed it and stood firm in her punishment. I love that little girl to death, but God help her, she is doomed...if I act this way with her first bad behavior report, what in the world am I going to do when she does something really bad???