Okay, remember that letter I mentioned the other day? It was a letter from the high school my son will attend in the fall inviting us to an informational. I began talking to my son like he was going. He almost immediately said, "Oh, that's just for parents! Students aren't supposed to go." A certain amount of stiffness entered my body, but I ignored it. I ignored it because the 8th graders would take a "field trip" to the high school. While there they would take a tour,... So I didn't think too much about him not going with us that night.
Finally, it's the night of meeting. My husband and I get there and look around at wall-to-wall kids which of course led me to think, "What the heck?" We were duped. He didn't want to come for whatever reason and I bought it. I decided to go the front of the auditorium, before things started, to reintroduce myself and my husband to the principal. I knew her from last year where she was the principal at the middle school. It was an awesome year. She's very "open door policy" kind of principal so I decide to go to her asking if kids were supposed to come. She said,"Yes." I said, "Oh." I found a seat and texted my son.
Me: "Kids were supposed to come to this."
Son: "Oh, GGTB!"
(**GGTB= got to go bye)
We got back home and I decide to have some fun. He's having fun with me and now it's my turn.
Me: "There was an elective fair there and since you made the decision not to go I went ahead and picked a couple of electives for you."
(His eyes were getting big at this point.)
Me: "I thought you might enjoy Interior Design as your first choice."
Son: "No, mom. You didn't do that. Say you didn't do that."
Me: "Come on! I think you would really like it once you got in there."
I let him marinate in that for a while and then told him the truth. It was fun while it lasted and a reminder not to mess with the bull or you get the horns.
Finally, it's the night of meeting. My husband and I get there and look around at wall-to-wall kids which of course led me to think, "What the heck?" We were duped. He didn't want to come for whatever reason and I bought it. I decided to go the front of the auditorium, before things started, to reintroduce myself and my husband to the principal. I knew her from last year where she was the principal at the middle school. It was an awesome year. She's very "open door policy" kind of principal so I decide to go to her asking if kids were supposed to come. She said,"Yes." I said, "Oh." I found a seat and texted my son.
Me: "Kids were supposed to come to this."
Son: "Oh, GGTB!"
(**GGTB= got to go bye)
We got back home and I decide to have some fun. He's having fun with me and now it's my turn.
Me: "There was an elective fair there and since you made the decision not to go I went ahead and picked a couple of electives for you."
(His eyes were getting big at this point.)
Me: "I thought you might enjoy Interior Design as your first choice."
Son: "No, mom. You didn't do that. Say you didn't do that."
Me: "Come on! I think you would really like it once you got in there."
I let him marinate in that for a while and then told him the truth. It was fun while it lasted and a reminder not to mess with the bull or you get the horns.
