This is a picture I drew of Sissy & me on our bus. Only it's not really a bus. It's a van. Teacher wrote all those perfect teacher-letters, but I wrote my name.
I still love her. My Mommy that is. But, seriously, school is way better than hanging out with her all day long. She gets boring after awhile with all the typing on the computer & banging around in the kitchen. And scrubbing toilets, but not near as much as she leads people to believe.
Anyway, one of the best things ever about Kindergarten is that my two bestest friends ever are in my class. Their names are JellyBean & Essie. We get to sit next to each other, play at recess & have lunch together. That's pretty cool.
There are only 10 kids in the whole Kindergarten so all my friends & I have the same teacher, Miss D. Nobody else teaches Kindergarten so it's just us & Miss D and no one else. Except for the other teacher in the classroom who helps Miss D out. Her name is Miss K.
My Mommy made me bring lunch the first day of school. That was okay with me because she packed a PB&J sandwich & CheezIts. And orange juice. At least I thought it was okay until I saw what the Lunch Ladies were serving for hot lunch. It was cheese pizza! But, I couldn't get any because Mommy packed me this dumb PB&J sandwich and she didn't give me any lunch money.
Since then, I had a little talk with Mommy & she lets me get hot lunch. But just on certain days. Like when the nice Lunch Ladies are serving cheese pizza or chicken nuggets. But not when the Lunch Ladies are serving yucky stuff like fish sticks or chili mac.
Oh, you know that part about staying out of trouble? Well I did really good until yesterday. But it really wasn't my fault. Miss D was working with the class showing us how to draw A & a. Like that is soooo easy-peasy because I already know how to draw A & a. So, I drawed my A's and a's. There were four of each and it took me like 1 minute to finish. Which was a really good deal for me because I was done with my work and had time to tell Essie all about my new shoes.
Here are the letter A's & a's that I drawed speedy quick during seatwork time.
My shoes finally showed up in the mailbox & I got to wear them to school. Essie really liked my new shoes, especially since they were the Hannah Montana ones from Kohl's. With hot pink & silver stripes on them.Apparently, Miss D doesn't like Hannah Montana or her shoes much because she looked right at me with squinty eyes and said SHHHHHH.
I looked at her and nodded my head so she knew that I understood her & held up my finger like Sissy does when she's telling Mommy that she needs one more minute to finish up on the phone with TGirl even though Mommy told her to get off the phone like right now. I just needed one more minute to tell Essie about how fast I can run with my new Hannah Montana shoes.
But, Miss D interrupted me (which is rude because you are supposed to wait your turn to talk & it's one of our Kindergarten rules not to talk when someone else is talking, but apparently, that rule doesn't apply to teachers named Miss D) & said that Essie and I couldn't go to center time. I had to put my head down on my desk and cry a little bit because I really like center time. Especially the sand table & playing with the horses.
Miss D said that she needed to help me do my letter A's & a's again so that I can do them the right way. I don't get it. I already did my letter A's & a's and now I have miss center time because I worked ahead of the class.
So, I had to sit at the table and do letter A's and a's - again. I did them again in like 45 seconds but Miss D still wouldn't let me go to centers. I had to sit at the table and be quiet, which is almost as bad as missing center time. Teacher said I could either draw a picture or read a book.
Here are the letter A's and a's that I drawed again while Miss D watched & I missed center time. I think they look the same as the other ones I did when Miss D wasn't watching.
Mostly I like to read books & draw, but not when I could be playing with sand or horses. Time Out from centers is not fun. At all.
This is the picture I drew when Miss D said that I couldn't go to centers. It's of me all by myself not playing with sand or horses in centers with my friends.
Anyway, I came home from school and told Mommy all about missing center time. Mommy said she'd take care of it. Which I thought was great because somebody needs to tell Miss D that I can't miss center time anymore because of my letter A's. I'm like Go, Mommy! You tell Miss D that I get to go to centers!
But, Mommy had to burst my bubble and tell me that's not what she meant. She said she'd talk to Miss D and get the other side of the story. I wanted to know what other side of the story she was talking about. I was there & there was only one thing that happened: I got center Time Out because of the stupid letter A's. Mommy said regardless of the other side of the story that I still have to follow Miss D's rules and do what she says.
Well, that sucks. Mommy says I'm not supposed to say that word, but everyone else around here uses it all the time, especially Sissy. And, besides, it does suck to miss centers. And have to draw letter A's - again. And, not get to play horses.
And, I don't really think I should get into trouble for talking. Mommy warned Miss D before school started that I like to talk. I was there playing horses with Miss K & I heard Mommy tell Miss D to keep me busy or that I would start talking and get into trouble. See? It's not my fault. I made my letter A's and a's, got bored of listening to Miss D go on and on about how to draw the lines the right way, so I started talking about my new shoes. Hello?! Did Miss D think Mommy was joking about the talking?
Now that wasn't very good thinking on her part, was it? Did she not listen to Mommy? Because Mommy gets mad when people don't listen to her. Especially when you pretend to listen but then do what you want anyway.
You know what? I had homework that day and you know what it was? It was making stupid letter A's & a's - again. That is so dumb. I already made letter A's & a's twice at school & now I had to do them again! This time it only took me 30 seconds to draw my letter A's & a's. Mommy looked to make sure I was drawing them right. Which I was. And, Mommy said Good Job.
Here are the letter A's & a's that I had to do for homework. Mommy agrees with me that all three pages of A's & a's look about the same.
I think Mommy has wised up to Miss D. She knows Miss D didn't listen to her about my talking & being bored. Which I'm thinking might be too bad for me, because Mommy suggested more work to keep me busy & quiet. Which I think is okay as long as I still get to go to centers.
But, wait until those two find out that I can write my letters the right way and talk at the same time. They are going to have their hands full then! I think I heard Mommy telling Daddy something about that not being her problem.
I think that means it's Miss D's problem. Gosh, I hope it doesn't end up being my problem.
Also, I heard Mommy say something to Daddy about it being too bad, so sad that Miss D can't drink during class. Mommy doesn't mind my talking, talking, talking as much when she's got a glass of wine. Maybe we can give Miss D some of that for Christmas.
Mommy said Miss D is definitely going to need it by then, but that she's not sharing.
Anyway, I think school is the bestest ever. Especially center time and hot lunch.
And, recess.
And, music class & art class.
And Host Nation class.
But not time out from centers. And, not making letter A's & a's over and over.

A big, fat Thank You to MiniMe for helping Mommy complete her homework mission from The MUTER.
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Congratulations on your first mission, and thanks for joining The Muter. I look forward to all of your future posts.
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Kristen's A's are fine. She'll give the kids a complex if they get any neater. My gosh! And her pic is way cute! I hope she can find something to challenge Mini Me. Can a high schooler come in and work with the class? There is one in our neighborhood that does it for credit. Bye for now, Heather
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