The Day My Son Showed His…
Ethan had a nice birthday - thank you every one for your well wishes. Sunday afternoon my husband took him to pick out a new acoustic guitar, after a few hours he finally decided on a beautiful Guild with a spruce top. This is his third guitar and just like the first two he hasn’t put it down since he got it with the exceptions of going to school, the bathroom and possibly sleeping.
After a relatively uneventful birthday I breathed a sigh of relief and had just begun looking forward to Christmas… until this morning around 10am.
Ethan had told me that if he got the opportunity he would snap a picture on his cell phone of the project he has been working on in art class. Technically, he’s not even supposed to have a cell phone at school (although there are schools that allow them… go figure) so I warned him to be careful and sent him on his way.
Around 10am this morning I got a pic msg on my cell from Ethan. I eagerly clicked read and was stunned to find this picture:
The next thing I knew I was standing in the front office of his school waiting for him to be called up from his PE class. First it took the lady at the front desk several attempts to get a teacher on the walkie talkie thing they use there, then, a young man came up to the office with his backpack and looking rather confused. There were many kids coming up to the office at that point so I didn’t think anything of it. Until the kid said HIS name was Ethan and he had NO idea why he had been called up to the office.
That’s when REALLY scary thoughts started running through my head… was this the ONLY Ethan in class today? If so, where was MY Ethan?
I stepped up and reminded the lady at the desk that the PE teacher was a substitute and therefore might have sent up the wrong Ethan by mistake, this was the case and the wrong Ethan said that he knew my Ethan and that he was in class. Another 5 minutes slowly ticked by and finally I saw my Ethan coming up the long hall way to the front office. At that moment it occurred to me (I swear) that the picture I had been sent was that of the inside of someone’s arm bent at the elbow.
It was.
Ethan and his friend had some “free time” in a class that morning with another substitute and decided it would be a funny thing to do to me. Me… not anyone else’s parent… just me.
Why?
Well, because apparently I am the only parent who can take a joke.
I certainly showed him… that I can’t.
Instead he learned that mom is capable of leaping tall buildings in a single bound AND jumping to conclusions in 2.5 seconds.
For the record, once I realized it was not someone’s ass (not that I am a prude) I thought it was pretty funny.
We had a chat about not scaring mom by sending her odd pictures during school hours when she expects you to be safe and hopefully learning something in class, and he went back after lunch.
I was quite shocked to find that my son is capable of doing stupid things, scaring his mother and, in short, is not perfect.
Imagine that.
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December 14, 2005 @ 9:58 am
I think my daughter needs to marry your son. :) Her father would definitely approve!!!
December 14, 2005 @ 10:17 am
Sounds like a match made in heaven, doesn’t it? ;o)
December 17, 2005 @ 8:58 am
hahaha…
i had my moments of fun with my family and friends too… being the one who played the prank…
can i borrow that idea too?! :)
December 18, 2005 @ 8:16 pm
Ok, I am now, of course, bending my elbow trying to make it look like ass cheeks and it’s just not working for me! : )