Daycare Commando

RING!

"Good Morning, this is Sherri."

"Mrs. W, this is the daycare. We have an incident report with Charlie."

Instantly I think - what has he done now???

"Charlie was playing when another child pushed him and he hit his head. There is a small red mark but he should be fine."

"Oh, OK." My poor baby.

"Also, Mrs. W, there was another incident where Charlie hit a child with a block. You will have to sign this incident report when you come to pick him up."

I reply to the daycare worker with a laugh, "So he was defending himself, huh?"

"Umm....no", comes the affronted reply. "This happened 35 minutes later."

First thought - way to go kid!!! Defend yourself even if you have to plan it like a tactical maneuver. I picture Charlie in his camo sweats that he loves to wear, hiding behind the lego table, ready to pounce. The unsuspecting offender comes into view. Charlie ever so quietly raises his hand, in it is clutched a wooden block, he springs like a panther, smacking the little bastard across the forehead. A feat of which any parent would be proud.

"But it was the same kid that pushed him, right?"

"No", comes the snobbish reply. "Your son was fighting for a play kitchen set."

"Oh. Ok, thank you." I reply, deflated.

Well, at least it wasn't a doll.