I began Halloween being splashed with toilet water, and not the fancy kind. Our toilet was leaking down through our kitchen ceiling onto the counter. GAH. I called our beloved plumber's wife, who said she'd let him know.
Meanwhile, Eli had his first substitute teacher experience. His Kindergarten classmate who likes to tell him, "I'm going to kick your butt," took this opportunity to repeat his threat.
Me: What did you do?
Eli: I raised my hand.
Me: What did the substitute teacher do?
Eli: She didn't see me, so I said, "Excuse me but I need to tell you something."
Me: What did she say?
Eli: She didn't answer me.
Me: !!! So what did you do?
Eli: I just tried not to look at [Bully].
We recounted the story to Katherine when she got home.
Katherine: What was her name?
Eli: Mrs. ___________
Katherine, with big eyes: Mom! That's the SHHHH!!!!!! Lady!
[Scott: I can think of another name for her.]
Katherine: She's the one who doesn't know the school rules and just says SHHHH!!!!!! all the time.
Poor Eli. At least he has a big sister who commiserates with him.
That evening, I was on the phone and wasn't able to switch over to an incoming call fast enough. The message said, "Sarah, this is [Plumber]. I was just finishing up a job on your street and thought I'd check in, but I guess you're not home, so I'll call y--"
I hung up on voicemail and went running outside just in time to see his truck turning off of our street. I went running down the street after him, yelling, "MR. [PLUMBER]!!!"
In the rain. In my socks.
I dialed his home number and his wife answered. I said, "YOUR HUSBAND JUST CALLED ME AND I DIDN'T GET TO THE PHONE IN TIME! HE JUST TURNED OFF OF MY STREET! PLEASE CALL HIM AND TELL HIM TO COME BACK!"
Silence.
"Is this Sarah?"
She did call him, and he spent the evening fixing the leak.
And that was a scary enough Halloween for me.
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Oh, that sounds fuuun. We spent the night with not one but TWO hivey allergy outbreaks, but broken plumbing is my worst nightmare, so you win, in the bad way!
ReplyDeleteACK! I hate when I miss a call like that. Noooooo...I'm home!!!!
ReplyDeleteThere is this kid at my kids' school who chases my two boys all the time. He is in Grade One and he does not speak much English or seem to understand that HITTING AND THROWING THINGS is not acceptable. Yesterday, after school I saw him run after Jake (Grade One) and throw a GLOVE FILLED WITH ROCKS at him. Steam is still coming out of my ears. I said something to one of the teacher's aides who said "I know. The teachers are trying to work with him. But he's just little." I was like, f**k that, Jake's little too! Argh.
That was way more eventful than our Halloween! Glad the leak got fixed at least :)
ReplyDeleteOoh, a sub with a reputation? That's not good. My son has had a sub 3 times already. Eek! He was fine with them though. Thank goodness.
ReplyDelete"Is this Sarah?"
ReplyDeleteYes, yes it is.
BWAHAHAHAH! I know it isn't funny when it is happening, but...still laughing. Poor things! Hopefully things looked up soon.
The antics at your house lately have me cracking up! It sounds WAY too much like my own craziness. Good luck with K's teacher and thanks for the shoutout.
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