It all started when his teacher called me Wednesday to tell me that she needed me to send his report card back. (OK, actually it all started when he started to school 5 years ago - he has lost at least one jacket every year, a few lunchboxes and countless other things. At least in elementary school his teacher kept up with his school supplies! Anyway, back to my point...) Well you see, I gave him his report card on Tuesday morning to put in his backpack.
Soooo, when he got home I made him go through his binder. When I saw the mess in his binder, I nearly blew my top. Not only were there 40 billion papers just stuck in there, wrinkled, turned every which way - there was NOT ONE pencil, pen, or colored pencil in his zippered bag. His ruler was missing. The 3 hole punch that snaps in his notebook was gone. He had no scissors. Mind you, I have replaced pens, pencils, colored pencils and the ruler not once, but twice already this year because he has lost them. (Thanks so much BTW to his Uncle Brad for all those organizational skills he passed down to his nephew!
)As I am steaming about all of this, I also realize that his laminated hall passes for study hall and science club are missing. He has already had 2 science club passes this year because he lost one of them. I lectured him when he lost the first one about making sure it went back into his notebook as soon as he used it but apparently whatever I said went in one ear and out the other. I told him if he lost it again, he was out of science club because there was no sense in going to school early if he couldn't get inside the building.
After all of this mess, I went on a hunt in his room and we found: Report card, colored pencils, 4 pencils, 4 red pens, a blue pen, a black pen, a highlighter (that I hadn't even realized was missing) and his scissors. Later we located the hole punch and the study hall pass. So basically all he was missing was the science club pass. I told him he could have one more chance if he could get another pass on Thursday.
I picked him up a little late on Thursday because Danger Boy had Chess Club and got out at the same time The Pleaser gets out of school. The first thing I asked him was if he took care of getting his science club pass. He was so proud that he had. We got almost home (which is quite a drive) and he realizes he doesn't have the pass. I asked him where he put it when the teacher gave it to him and he says "I laid it on the ground under my lunchbox while I was waiting for you to pick me up and I guess I forgot to pick it back up when you drove up." I totally lost my cool. I asked him why he didn't put it in his binder or backpack like we had talked about? I asked him why he didn't treat that pass like gold? I was in total disbelief that he could do something so ditsy again!!
So he cried and begged for another chance. I told him there was no way he was going to school early today. I told him no more chances. So now I am the mean old bitch. I hate being the mean old bitch but GOOD GRIEF!
Please tell me he will grow out of this....
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