Friday, as hubby and I were scrambling to pack for our trip this weekend (more on that later), I pulled the boy's school project sheet off the refrigerator hoping my mom could help him with it this weekend. Well, hubby finally reads it and instead of a due date of next Wednesday, it was due the previous Wednesday. I lost a week in there somewhere. Now I understand why the boy was telling me about everyone's project. And I felt this big.
He did complete it yesterday and I will send a letter to the teacher explaining it is his folks that are deficient. He's only in kindergarten and his parents are already screwing up his life.
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