Whadaya Do? Huh?

So my sweet little kindergarten boy came clean, literally, on his third day of school. While I was washing his hair last Thursday night, Isaac confessed (looking at me with his big blue eyes) "I was a little bit naughty at school today." When I asked him what he did, he just looked down. Finally, he told me that he had been talking to a little girl, Autumn, about the toilet located in the classroom. They decided that if it overflowed that they could go surfing on the excess water. They kind of forgot to listen to the teacher and be quiet when they were told so..... Yep, girls will get ya everytime.

Flashforward to the next day. I picked the kids up from school and noticed a sticker on Isaac's shirt. "Cool sticker Ike", I said. "Yeah, I used to have three", he said. Um, What? Seems that as you enter gym class, you receive three stickers. If you are wonderful you get to keep all three stickers. If you slap a little boy named Logan on the arm and then talk sassy to the coach afterwards, you lose two stickers. Hence, the singular sticker on my lovely boy.

We went home to do some biblio-therapy in the form of "I'm sorry" letters to the coach and to Logan. Lemme tell ya, that is some doin for a kindergarten boy to write two full length letters. After it was all said and done (insert a talking-to from Daddy somewhere in all of this) he looks at me and says, "Writing is fun! I like writing letters!" Great! Whadaya Do?

Today is Monday. Today we prayed for and received, a better day. Hallelujah!