When Mister Man arrived home from school today, he announced that he had something to show me. He proudly unzipped his backpack and pulled out his snack box. I assumed he was going to show me how he ate his snack and did not spit his orange seeds into the bag but instead my exhortations that garbage should go into the garbage finally sunk in.
I was a little optimistic.
That said, isn’t the hand writing on his note awfully neat? And it’s so polite. And he wrote in full sentences. I’m so proud!
Ok, really, I’m searching for the silver lining here, while trying to recover my breath after laughing a little too hard.