punched.

i have taken pride in the fact that my kids are pretty dang good at school.
i can't EVER remember them having behavior issues.
(aside from Ellie "forgetting" her panties TWICE in kindergarten)

at our school they will give you a hole punch if you are bad-- the first hole punch in a given week is your warning.

last week-- my girls BOTH got a hole punch!!
(it must have been the moon...)

Ellie- from gym. 
Because she didn't wear sneakers for 3 consecutive gym classes.
Ellie said, "Mom, my boots have rubber on the bottom so I thought they counted as sneakers."
Anna- from math. 
Because she was READING her book while her teacher was explaining.
Anna said, "Mom, I did the first two examples together with her, and she said it was hard... but, it didn't seem hard to me.  So, I just read.  She wouldn't have known at all if someone didn't tell on me."

Does the fact that I kind of LOVE those two hole punches make me a bad mother?
I think they are PERFECTLY illustrative (is this a word?) of my girls at this time in their life.
Ellie-- with her NEVER practical footwear choices. 
Anna-- hiding a book under her math work.
i love it.
but, please don't tell my girls.

hiding my smile, i did tell them both i was VERY disappointed.
and then, we went out to ice cream to discuss how we will have a better week next week.
oh, and Ellie was doomed to HELL.
tie sneakers EVERY DAY for a week.
see, i am a VERY mean mother.