Things just got real

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Sooo...everyday I wonder if my kids are behaving like they do at home with me.  They cry hysterically when I leave the room so that's a lot like home.  They are picky about food so that's a lot like home.  Art class turns into an epic disaster...ah yes...a lot like home.  At the end of the day I look forward to having Cameron jump into my arms for a big hug.  I spot that little Superman shirt running toward me, and I don't recognize him.  That's because his face looks like his skin is peeling off.  "Um, we were using glue today.  I went to help another kid with a bathroom issue, and when I turned around Cameron seemed to be painting himself in glue."  I should have warned the teacher, but the look on her face was priceless, and I couldn't stop laughing.  The back of his head was completely covered.  His hair was spiked to perfection.  His ears and nose are filled with dried glue.  There is glue up to his elbows and behind his knees.  I'm pretty impressed about how thorough he was.  Were the other kids helping paint him, or did he just unscrew the cap and let her rip?   

This little dude is going to be trouble.  So another kid allegedly took his toy, and he got in this kid's face and screamed at him.  I think "shock" got over the teacher, and she just told him, "We miss the cuddly shy Jack.  Where is he?"  Jack looks at her, walks into the time out corner, and then starts giggling.  Boarding school.  Definitely going to boarding school.  On Friday he was sent home with an incident report saying he got hit in the head with a toy.  Where's the paper that says what Jack did to get the black and blue mark?  The paper says for care they gave him a extra dose of TLC.  Great.  The kid is already attached to his teacher at the hip.  She gives up her lunch to lie next to Jack and rub his head because he likes it.  Now my kid is going to be diving in front of flying blocks in an effort to get additional one-on-one TLC time.