It was Parent Information Night tonight. That means, we go in and sit in 'Little Butt' chairs and listen to the teacher tell us about what they are going to do this year. It was a great night from his teacher. She is a young (read: incredibly young - are we sure she is out of Uni?) very bubbly happy thing. The problem was the other parents. Not all of them. Just the selfish parents who thought that the rest of us couldn't live without having their 1 - 4 kids in there as well, playing loudly and taking out every possible toy. The sheet inviting us there clearly states, leave the kids at home. Frankly the person in that room who has the hardest time getting babysitting at 5.45pm on a Wednesday would be me and yet Levi was at home. There was a time in the talk where we could barely hear and the poor teacher could barely yell above the noise.
An older teacher would have just dealt with it. I would have put them outside, but unfortunately this teacher is too young and inexperienced and allowed herself to be bullied by bratty parents. I also didn't say anything. Perhaps I should have.
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