Today I am thankful for Yuri’s kindergarten teacher, Mrs. Stinson. She’s sweet, she’s always smiling, she’s energetic, and she loves Yuri to pieces. While I’m thankful for all of these attributes, TODAY I’m most thankful that she has a sense of humor.
When I picked up Yuri today, this is what I was met with –
Mrs. Stinson: Well, your child told me something today that made me want to go home, crawl in my bed, and NEVER come out.
Me:(feeling that all too familiar what-the-heck-did-my-kid-say-now feeling) Oh, really? What did she say?
Mrs. Stinson: She told me I look JUST like Honey Boo Boo’s mama.
Nervous giggle. Awkward silence. I mean, really. How do you respond to that??? She looks NOTHING like Honey Boo Boo’s mama. Nothing. Mrs. Stinson is thin, brunette, very attractive, and if she has a forklift foot with knats flying around it, I've never noticed. Actually, the only thing MORE awkward would’ve been if they did resemble.
I grabbed Yuri and scampered away because, let's face it, what could I really say that would make the situation any better?? It seems that these kids of my mine are determined to say ANYTHING that goes through their head. I’ve considered duct tape, but I’m starting to think a shock collar may be more in order.