I get phone calls from the school.
Sometimes from teachers, often from the principal.... but always about #1 son.
You know those calls?
So yesterday, when the principal phoned me, I immediately starting thinking "lovely, what's he done now?"
I was a little surprised to find out she was calling about #2 this time.
Funny how we presume.
The call wasn't the end of the world... just something minor to talk with him about when we got home.
But I couldn't resist the temptation to see if I could make #1 squirm when he got in the van. I was SURE he'd have the same reaction I had when the principal called me earlier.
As soon as he'd hopped in the van and done up his seat belt, I turned to him and said:
"I got a call from Ms. L today"
I was waiting for him to squirm but just about died laughing when he replied:
"Not Ms. L - you mean Ms. M!"
(Ms. M teaches him french and science....this was way too good to pass up!)
"Sorry.... so you know what Ms. M was calling about?"
"I just blurted out a word in class... it wasn't even a bad word! She just said my "timing" was inappropriate!"
Then I was laughing.
"Son, Ms. M didn't call me today, you didn't let me finish; Ms. L called me today about your brother.... but thanks for letting me know about french class - you just copped to something your mom didn't know about!"
The look on his face was priceless. Realizing he'd just told on himself...
And then he was laughing along with me. We were laughing at him for thinking the same thing I had: He hears that the principal called his mom and immediately starts trying to think of what he did that day.
It was great. I owned that boy yesterday ;)
(I may have to try this again some day... who knows what this kid is getting away with?)
Dear Pioneer Woman
6 hours ago