Countdown

Just one more hour until our appointment with Ben's teacher. And he comes home with a sheepish look on his face and tells me she's going to tell me something bad. Me: "Okay. Well why don't you tell me first so it won't be a surprise?" Him: "...mumblegluemumble..." Me: "Hm?" Him: "I said I glued myself to my chair during center time." Me: "....." Him: "I'm sorry." Me: "Okay, well thank you for telling me." (walks off to the other room to giggle quietly) I'm sure she won't think it's funny. And I probably shouldn't either. But I still do.