You know how sometimes bloggers use a little poetic licence when writing their posts? I have to admit that the post I wrote yesterday - about Boy #2 losing his coat - was actually about an incident that happened the day before. So sue me.
What I'm writing about now, though, happened this morning - honest, guv.
So, in an effort to communicate to Boy #2 how much of a pain in the backside losing his coat is, I have made him come with me to the Lost & Found cupboards at school 3 times since he mislaid it. We went there yesterday morning. We went there yesterday afternoon. And we went there again this morning.
No sign of it - the coat is still lost in the space-time continuum. But I figured that if nothing else, as a result of the hassle of going backwards and forwards to L&F, he would take better care of his belongings from now on.
This morning, however, after another fruitless expedition to the cupboards, I walked him to his class. We were almost at the door, when THIS happened.
Me: "Have a good day darling. See you later..."
Boy #2: "Bye Mum!"
Me (with a sinking feeling): "Wait. Where are your hat and gloves?"
Boy #2 looked at me with a dismayed expression. "Um. I left them at the Lost & Found?"
Well. That lesson in taking responsibility for his possessions really worked, then...
What I'm writing about now, though, happened this morning - honest, guv.
So, in an effort to communicate to Boy #2 how much of a pain in the backside losing his coat is, I have made him come with me to the Lost & Found cupboards at school 3 times since he mislaid it. We went there yesterday morning. We went there yesterday afternoon. And we went there again this morning.
No sign of it - the coat is still lost in the space-time continuum. But I figured that if nothing else, as a result of the hassle of going backwards and forwards to L&F, he would take better care of his belongings from now on.
This morning, however, after another fruitless expedition to the cupboards, I walked him to his class. We were almost at the door, when THIS happened.
Me: "Have a good day darling. See you later..."
Boy #2: "Bye Mum!"
Me (with a sinking feeling): "Wait. Where are your hat and gloves?"
Boy #2 looked at me with a dismayed expression. "Um. I left them at the Lost & Found?"
Well. That lesson in taking responsibility for his possessions really worked, then...
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ReplyDeleteI have given up on the whole thing, especially hats and gloves. I buy a (small) stack each year in the sales, and then when they've lost all of them, they get no more until the next year. I suppose that would be harder in Russia.
At least the hat and gloves have avoided the room of requirement? Small silver lining?
ReplyDeleteLosing things while at Lost & Found is a dying art....
ReplyDeleteI had this with one of my boys and his swimming trunks - seemed to have been the last straw.....
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