Minor setback this week when Hayden tried to bring in his Triceratops stuffed animal dinosaur for 'Letter T' week and was turned away and told it was just a toy, not a 'T' item.
Anyway, Hayden was totally defeated when I picked him up Monday afternoon. Sobbing that he didn't get to present his T item. He recounts the story to me and how he even told them it was not just a dinosaur. It was a Triceratops...Ta...Ta...Tops....and that Tops starts with 'T'. But he was rejected at circle time. Told to put it in his cubby.
I consoled him and told him not to worry about it. I would take care of it the next day.
Tuesday morning I walked in to Room 17 and in a stern, yet respectful manner, I'm all, "Ms. Annie, Hayden wants to share his Triceratops for the letter T today" with a level of confidence like I knew the difference between a triceratops and a something-o-saurus...like I didn't just read it off of the Build-A-Bear tag.
Ms. Annie was all, "Uh, okay" in a matter-of-fact, no-big-deal tone. But that's all it took. I knew she knew I knew...that poor Spikey (that's the dinosaur's name) had been referred to as "just a toy" only a day before.
Ha! We showed her!
Sidenote: Should it have really mattered anyway, since technically 'toy' starts with the letter T?
Yep. That's right. I am turning into that parent. That parent that defends their child 'til the end. So sue me.
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It is okay to be "that" parent when they are right. But remember they are not always right (this is coming from the teacher in me not the mom or Mimi).
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