I was completely ticked off this morning as when I arrived to drop Martin off, 10 minutes to 8 a.m., there was not a single adult to be seen ANYWHERE on the giant school yard milling with children, ages 6-15. Argh. I went in and found Martin's teacher, way down the hall, not even in the classroom where there were another 5 unsupervised children, and asked her WTF, and she said there ought to be someone out there and then promptly disappeared. I went back out and looked around again: no adults. :( This is not the first time and it really upsets me. I do not feel comfortable leaving my 6-year-old with no supervision, even for 10 minutes, without being able to let one of the teachers know that he is there. I don't care if this "safe old Sweden." They've told the parents that an effort has been made to always have 1 person out there in the mornings, but reality is a far cry from the promise.
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Sharon told the most hilarious story about one of those road-trip games where you go back and forth with your opponent trying to name everything you can think of in a particular category, and in this particular case, the category was cheese, and they went back and forth for quite some time naming all the cheeses they could think of (no repeats allowed) until they were really having to grope to come up with new ones at which point her friend said, "Helvetica!" and Sharon, after a few seconds, said, "That's not a cheese, that's a typeface!" Since I had just read an excellent article today about Arial stealing Helvetica's thunder in the typeface world, this really hit my funnybone, and I laughed my head off. You might have had to have been there. :) I'm a typography geek, I admit it.
That's not a cheese, that's a TYPEFACE, Jim! hahaha! It does sound like something Bones would say. Or maybe Batman.
*It's not really pinkeye, it's conjunctivitis, which is roughly the same thing, I suppose, to a slightly lesser degree, but CONJUNCTIVITIS didn't make nearly as catchy a subject line.