Thursday, November 10, 2011

For the love of Pete.

I LOVE it when I get emails that make me want to karate chop people in the face.


Georgie wet his pants today. Again.  For the second time in 2 weeks.

And although I was 25 miles away at a meeting, somehow his mother still believes it's my fault.  I am going to just have him catheterized.  This is ridiculous.  I am a TEACHER, I am NOT a bathroom monitor.  If your kid doesn't bother to get in line to go until he's about to wet himself, what am I supposed to do about that?  Open the bathroom door and remove the other child who's using the toilet so he can go?

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