School is Hell-bent on Torture

It’s not like I don’t love my son, or love spending time with him, but this last week of school? Gah. It feels as though school has scheduled all these events just to preview Just How Much Time We’ll Be Spending Together This Summer.

Tomorrow, a school-wide 4th grade picnic. I gotta go to that for at least an hour or two.
Thursday, his class has a picnic. Ditto on the compulsory attendance.
And Friday? A half day. He gets out at noon.

Waaaahhhhhhhhhh!

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