Meet the teacher.... Kindergarten version

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Him:  "You scared the crap out of her!"
Me: "She needs to know..."
Him: "Well you didn't have to scare her!"
Me: "I hope I told her enough..."

This is just a short conversation DH and myself had after introducing our youngest to his VERY unsuspecting kindergarten teacher.

Hey... this is our son.  He's incredibly, Incredibly smart... ummm, but if he gets scared, mad or angry there's a good chance he's going to run out of the room... ummm, he might hit you or throw a chair.... ummm, and if you let him get away with something even once he'll never forget it and hold you to it.  Did we mention how smart he is?

The whole time we were having this conversation I had to eagle eye my child across the room.
What was he getting into? (everything)
Is he going to break that? (yes)
Will he cooperate when we need him to? (no)

I truly don't think any one of us in that room had any idea what we were getting into.






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