I am the mother of an adorable, precocious five-year-old spitfire named "Jaderbug."
While cleaning out her backpack each evening, I often find works of art she has created during her free time at school. It has not escaped my attention that, in these pictures, I am characterized with eyes bugged out, lips pinched, and eyebrows that look like this: \ /.
It's not a good look for me. Sadly, this is often the last look she sees on my face each day as she and her brother fist-fight their way to our van for the trek to school.
I stress out easily.
So I felt a lot better today when I got this picture and joke on the email from a friend of mine:
A first-grade girl handed in the above picture as a homework assignment. The teacher graded it, and the child took it home.
She returned to school the next day with the following note:
Dear Ms. Davis,
I want to be perfectly clear on my child's homework illustration. It is NOT of me on a dance pole on a stage in a strip joint surrounded by male customers with money. I work at Home Depot and had commented to my daughter how much money we made during the recent snowstorm. This drawing is of me selling a shovel.
Sincerely,
Mrs. Harrington
Dear Mrs. Harrington,
I can relate. That is why your daughter's picture is my Jaderbug Nightmare #1.
Still Laughing,
ClareMom
