Class Clown

Apparently this sweet sweet little boy...



















Is being this little boy at school these days....



















And I am about to lose my mind.

He has pulled 3 slips (warning notice) in 8 days.


He informed me that he is the "luckiest card puller" because they haven't been in the same week (Fri. Mon. Mon.) so he hasn't went from yellow to red.


Nana focuses on the fact that it has been 3 slips in his entire year of kindergarten.


I say 3 slips in 8 days. Clearly we have a problem on our hands.


This is the conversation that we had last night:

Me: Did you pull a card today?
K: I don't remember. (He remembers everything I am not buying it. We repeat the same dialogue again)
Me: If I have to call Mrs. Gabel at her house because you will not tell me then you are going to be in big trouble!!! I am going to ask you 1 more time....( I have resorted to fear tactics)
K: I am going to ask you a question, okay?
Me: Okay...
K: I need to know how many days that I am in trouble if I tell you and how many days that I am going to be in trouble if you have to call Mrs. Gabel?
ME: I am not answering that!!!! you get to your room and sit on your bed until you are ready to tell me what happened at school today!!!


Now, the soon-to-be lawyer in me can respect his desire to have all the information before he gives his answer but the Momma in me about lost it. He is his mother's son. That is for certain.


I have no idea what to do. I took TV away. Twice. Once for an entire week. At the same time...he is the youngest kid in his class. He has been good all year.


And I mean... come on.... have you met his father?!? Kobey is bound to be a little goofy and socially inappropriate at times.


So he lost tv last night. Nana suggested 1 day at a time. Seemed reasonable to me.


So now we wait for today's report...


Ahhhhh....if he would just listen. I mean it seems simple enough. But kids have to go trying to figure things out for themselves...making a mess of things. Driving their parents mad.


Which brings me back to losing my mind.


I, myself, have never been very good at doing things the way they were supposed to be done. What on earth am I going to do with a little man of the same mentality? Dear God...help us all.