My sweet 2nd grader informed me that this man, some important guy, comes to each school once every year, and visits 3 classrooms. He was coming to her room tomorrow because they are the
Anyway, her teacher, Mrs. M. spent most of the day getting them ready. Reminding them of their manners, exactly how they were to behave, what they would do when he came... yadda, yadda, yadda. She was so excited for this great honor being bestowed upon her humble yet fabulous class.
After school on Tuesday, when Erin arrived home, I asked about her day.
"Well, Mr. Intendant came and it is was great! He was there with another guy, but he didn't introduce himself. That was rude."
???? Mr. Intendant???? "Who, honey?
"You know, Super Intendant, mommy. I told you all about him coming yesterday. It was cool; I got to tell him about my biography person but he didn't know much about Helen Keller so I had to tell him all about her."
"You didn't tell him any of the jokes you got from google about Helen Keller, did you?"
"No, just some interesting facts."
Good. She does have a bit of a brain filter.
I hope you enjoyed your visit to second grade, Mr. Intendant.