If he had taken his knife to the office first thing in the morning and explained what happened, he probably wouldn’t be in this mess. But, if you’re 13 and brought a knife to school, your first instinct would be to hide it.

Poor sucker, of course it was. Especially a kid who has so little reason ::coughhisparentscough:: to trust authority.

Kristin, all the best ~ma for your grandmother and for your whole family.

Kristin, all the ~ma for your whole family!

I just got the best thank-you note. I gave my nephew an Iron Man Mark 1 bobble-head for Christmas. He writes...

The bobil head is so cool it is the best one in my collection. My dad's skull bobil head only comes out of its box at halloween; my iron man only comes out when I am watching the movie iron man.

I love how he misspells bobble-head but he uses "its" and the semi-colon properly.

Oh Kristin, so much ~mas to you, your mother, grandmother and your family.

The Khmer Rouge my mom accidentally called me instead to my sister this morning. Hence waking me up. Hence couldn't get back to sleep. Hence kissing the idea of getting a double-digit number of sleeping hours goodbye, after a week with little sleep. Hence, slightly resentful.

Good thing there are omnis cookies to make me less resentful. num num num.

Edit to say yay! to SailAweigh finding someone worthy, who gets Dr. Who references (honsetly, I think the worst problem of the world today is that not enough people are watching good tv), and oh fuck! to Erin. I hope you'll get rid of them soon.

SIS IS HOME!

First time since the fightning began.

omnis, man, with her giant bag on her shoulder she went STRAIGHT for the cookies. Even before hugging my mom.

Yay for Shir's sis getting some cookies. That just makes me smile. Omnis, those may be the best cookies that I'll never get a chance to taste.

So much ~ma to you and your family, Kristin. Much love too.

Shir, I'm so glad your sis is home! Wonderful news!

I have thoughts about the zero tolerance policies, but I don't want to get into them. I work with little kids, and while I understand the need for the rules, the thought that kids can't play pirates with pretend swords (or usually air swords) and other such imaginative games bothers me.

Much family~ma to you and yours, Kristin.

I'm so glad your sis is home, Shir.

Did I burble over here last night about my new cat? He's a two or three year old, orange and white, former stray. He's a total cuddle-beast. He's also virile intacto, so I won't be bringing him home until after some snippage. Still, this time next week I'll have a kitty! As he was a stray he doesn't really have a name. I'm leaning toward Leifur, as he's been a wanderer.

Oh, Calli, that's wonderful! YAY! That's a very lucky kitty!

And in mememe, speaking of my kiddos, one of them said something that made me split a gut yesterday. So, I'm x-posting with my LJ:

The kids were playing with stuffed animals last night...all dogs, I think. And they decided to take them to the vet, so two of the kids became veterinarians. They're checking out all the dogs, and one of them comes out of the "vet's office" and says to the "parent," "He has blood in his stew. Don't eat it."

I had to turn away to stifle laughs. I don't want the kiddos to feel unsafe to explore language when I'm around. But, damn that was funny.