I volunteer in the Big Sister’s class room on Wednesday afternoons. This week, while supervising rectangles, the Big Sister’s teacher asked me not to lean over – I was exposing a little too much boosie for the classroom.
It was said kindly, but I was embarrassed and was feeling very self conscious on the drive home. It hadn’t been my intention to give a bunch of five-year-olds an eye-full.
When we got home that afternoon, the Big Sister drew this picture. It didn’t help the situation any.
My local newspaper was kind enough to run an article about me and Flossie, my digital magazine for iPad, this week. You can read the full article here. The author, Anne Snell, was very kind. I do feel I need to clear up one thing though – if you’re after exciting lunchbox choices, you’re in the wrong place. There are people who are passionate about making rice pandas with nori eyes and carefully packing bento-style lunches for their kids. I am not one them. My kids eat boring school lunches. Today, I even granted the Big Sister’s request for processed meat, ugh!
I was relieved when the Big Sister declared her picture was a fairy and not Mummy helping with maths.
If you’re reading this Mrs S, you’ll be glad to hear I’ve invested in a turtleneck for next week.