Upon returning "the boy’s" guidance counselor’s phone call, it seems that he not only failed basic algebra I but U.S. History I. Two summer school courses. Six hundred dollars.
I actually whined at the guidance counselor. Yes, my cyber friends, I whined. However, I caught myself and apologized profusely. Fortunately, we have a good history together and she was most forgiving. She also recommended that he have to pay for at least half. I informed her that he will be paying it all. Yes, my friends, he will be washing dishes at a restaurant owned and run by a client of my husband’s.
Also, I called my "baby" brother in California for his help. He said to let him stay back a year. Nope. A bit too much tough love there. He had alot to say about it (reference his comment on this space under the boy’s picture signed from UNC). He will be calling back later to have a few words with his nephew. Maybe the fear of UNC will do something.
DH and I have very different views on child rearing. I am a strict disciplinarian but my kids know I love them. He spoils them. They take advantage of him. What is wrong with this picture?
On a lighter note, here is a little song my grandparents used to sing to me. It is guaranteed to bring a smile to your face!
Oh, there was a little man
and he had false teeth
and he had to go to town one week
so he put them in his pocket
and he went to town
and he bit himself
when he sat down!
A run on sentence if I ever saw one!!!
God is good – all of the time! g