What a fool

The kids have been at the Nazi swim camp for the past two weeks. Unlike C.'s school, I have not been getting a report on his various misbehaviors on a daily basis. Therefore, I believe that everything is going well. WHAT A FOOL!!!

I told C. yesterday as I dropped him off that if he had a good day we would have a fun activity in the afternoon. I believed that this would seal the deal. WHAT A FOOL!!! I go about my day and return to retrieve the kids. C. hops in the car and lets me know that he had a great day! A. (the squealer) then asks him so that I can hear,"Then why did you have to sit out?" He says nothing. So I ask,"C., why did you have to sit out?" He thinks quickly on his feet. "I was tired." I think to myself, this is possible. WHAT A FOOL!!!!

I think that maybe he is not telling the truth. "If I call the camp what are they going to say?" C. thinks for a moment and says," I don't know. Let me talk to my dad." He is trying to buy some time. "No, if I call the camp, what are they going to tell me?" He looks away and picks up his drink," I can't talk now I am drinking."

So, I call the camp. Apparently, my little angel was throwing rocks in the pool. He also has been getting out of the pool early in order to make mischief. The owner was very kind and said that he is an independent spirit. I know those are kind words for Pain in the ASS. I am so angry. For the love of GOD!! I am sending him to swim camp. He is in a pool with kids his age, PLAYING!!! It's not like he is at a Nazi work camp digging ditches. Now that I think of it, that may not be a bad idea. I now have to add to list of things NOT to do, throwing rocks. Our morning ritual is also a list of BAD IDEAS. For an example: No biting, no hitting, no punching, no spitting, no throwing water, no whining, no escaping, no showing your private parts, no knocking over or destroying others work, no potty talk, no peeing outside and NOW NO ROCK THROWING or LEAVING THE LESSON EARLY!! It is going to take the whole 30 minute drive to remind him of the rules before we are done!

I turn to C. and ask him what the camp said to me. He looks at me and says," I dunno. I wasn't on the phone." HOLY LORD ABOVE KEEP ME FROM TURNING AROUND AND PUNCHING HIM IN THE THROAT!!!

A. is sitting very smugly in her chair. She doesn't realize that her act of tattling has now ruined the plans for BOTH of them. What a FOOL!!