I had thought it was odd when The Princess's teacher left that pathetically uncomfortable message on my phone last week. For a fleeting moment, I even thought, "I wonder if she has the right kid."
In her notebook after school yesterday, we received an adorable note from Mrs. G., who apologized all over herself. The Princess was not the kid whose parents she had meant to call. It just so happened that our girl ran out of Pull-Ups that day as well, which explains the highlighted note from the day of the call.
It's nice to know I'm not the only one who gets scatterbrained from time to time.
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