My phone call with Pudd'ns principal went well. They are getting an extra aid in the class and they brought the parents in of the cujo child to discuss what measures they need to take to get their little darling some extra help. I know the child. Pudd'n has "grown" up with him. For what ever reason cujo has been class hopping all through the district and county programs. I feel for the parents, I truly do. But when it comes to MY kid's safty, screw it. I don't care who the fuck you are. Get your kid under control, get him the extra meds or what ever he needs to get his behaviour under control.
My own students needed a good kick in the ass today. No wonder I drink! LOL! Seriously, they are good kids and I adore them all. They are just typical teenagers that just love to argue and push your buttons.
I've got Steve's cake baked, it smells so yummay! I do make a damn good carrot cake (no raisins per birthday boy).
I've also made cup cakes for Pudd'ns class. My own class will be getting 2 kinds of brownies and if I'm not too tired I might even whip up some cookies. We'll just see how generous Ms. Maeve is feeling.