Here is the email I received today (names have been changed to protect the not-so-innocent):
Today foods class I had a bag of flour on my desk that I had purchased last night and did not have time to put away before class.
I kind of laughed.
I know. Does that make me one of "those" parents? It does! I know it does! And yet...I still laughed!
It helps that I kind of know she's a bit of a grumpy teacher just hanging on for retirement. And if there's one thing I know, it's that grumpy teachers hanging on for retirement should NOT be teaching 14 year old boys. Should 14-year-old boys be throwing around bags of flour? Heavens no, and he will be writing a letter of apology and paying for the flour, as well as cleaning her room to her satisfaction, and my email to her made that clear.
But really? I love that this is such an old-fashioned problem to be having in school with 14-year-old boys. No drugs, no smoking, no alcohol, no gangs, no cheating on tests, no fighting. Just good boys getting a little out of hand in Foods Class.
I hope I'm always this lucky.