When I was a child, I did not think I had much attitude. If my youngest is any indication then perhaps I didn’t just have attitude but perhaps I had a lot of attitude. I do vaguely remember a day in first or second grade when I must have gotten upset about something. The younger the child, the less they know about what you can really get away with.
After getting pretty upset I decided that I wasn’t going to stay at school and as luck had it I lived only a few minutes away and could easily walk home. I don’t know how they organized it but they did manage to quickly dispatch another teacher. I guess someone had to quickly “catch that little kid” before he got away.
I wonder what the next few years will bring me with my sons.