Tomorrow is the little angel's eighth birthday. There is no school, because it is Good Friday. I'm sure the school doesn't call it that, what with the separation of church and state, but not only is there no school, there's no emergency childcare, either, so I think we can all agree there is something going on here that's not teacher in-service.
I admit to thinking yay, no classroom treats!
Then this morning, fifteen minutes before the bus came, she asked if she could bring treats TODAY.
It really wasn't a choice. What kind of an asshole refuses her kid birthday treats? I thought I was getting off, but no, she noticed. There's no getting anything with sugar in it past this one.
There were a few more reasons why I walked into an elementary school this morning and paraded all the way through all the halls past all the teachers carrying 32 pastel cupcakes properly labeled with all their ingredients for allergy reasons.
- She's my daughter, and I love her with all my heart.
- She's my daughter, and I love her with all my heart.
- I am a sucker.
I'll be away tomorrow, celebrating said birthday. However you celebrate it, happy Easter, everyone!