Too Damn Smart For His Own Good

Grammy's Dog

Atticus, my 5 almost 6-year-old, spent the night at his friends house on Tuesday. Yes it was a school night, but we figured, since it was his last week, it didn’t matter if he stayed up late one night.

Wednesday morning his friend’s mom left me a text to assure me that all went well, the kids were in bed by 9:15 and Atticus was an angel. Sighs of relief all around. I sat there and thought, “Okay, that wasn’t so bad, he didn’t embarrass me, there were no, middle of the night breakdowns and he got to school on time.” Phew

About 10am we get a phone call from the nurses office, “Atticus is sick, please come get him. “Oh no, I thought, what happened, did he miss me? “I drove to the school quick, like a bunny, and peered into the nurses office. There he was, sitting on the bench, backpack on, ready to go.

He didn’t look sick to me, but the nurse said, “Low-grade fever”, so I took him. As soon as we exited the office,”you aren’t really sick are you?” I asked. “No” he answered with a sneaky little smile. We got in the car, I turned to ask him what the deal was and he said, “Kadin’s mom took us too the liquor store and got us gatorade and chips and extreme airheads candy, she told us we couldn’t have the candy until we were out of school and now I’m out of school so can I have my candy.”

What!?!

The little stinker “tricked” his teacher into letting him go to the office, the nurse into taking his temperature, convinced her into calling us, all so he could try out the new candy he had never tried before.

Yes, I know he was sneaky and techincally lied, but man he’s good. We did have a little talk with him about trust and being able to count on him to tell the truth, but seriously, he’s a smarty pants.

I’m going to have to watch this one!!