J: Don't tell Daddy, but I was going to take these to school to sell them. [Holds up intricately folded pieces of paper.] So I get them down from up there [points to the entertainment armoire] and took them to school today.
Me: And did you sell any?
J: Yep, I sold three of them!
Me: How much did you sell them for?
J: [Shrugs exaggeratedly] For free. It's still selling though!
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After flashing the shapes he didn't sell in my face, Javi then holds up a particular one and says, "Alex did this one." I glance at it and nod to show that I saw it.
J: Don't you see what it says? Look closer. [Puts it so close to my face, my eyes cross.]
Me: I can't make it out.
J: Oh, no, it's this one. [Holds up a shape with "Fouck You" written on it. Stares at me with big eyes.]
Me: What?! Why do you have that?
J: He just gave it to me.
Me: Well, I'm calling your teacher. That's completely unacceptable.
J: No mama! Don't tell her!
Me: What if you'd gotten caught with that? Alex wouldn't be the one in trouble -- you would be. I'm sorry, but it can't happen again.
J: Please, mama! Please! Can't you let it slip just this one time? Please? I promise not to take anything else with bad words on it. Please?
Me: This time, Javi. It had better not happen again. And you tell Alex that I'm watching him.
J: Thanks for letting it slip by, mama. I just don't know why Alex wrote that word. He can't even spell it right!
Yeah, Alex, learn to spell. Because that's what you should be ashamed of!
*giggles* Love it!
When I would find a note left in my classroom after dismissal, I would frequently sigh to myself that if they're going to use a word, they should at least take the time to learn how to use and/or spell it. ;)