How could that happen? Beck's first day of school.

Today was Beckham's first time going to "school" (besides Sunday school). He was so excited this morning!

When I arrived at pickup time I noticed that Beck had on a different shirt.


Oh no, not an accident already!


As I got closer I noticed he still had on his original shorts.


Good. He probably just got something on himself at recess or at lunch.


As his teacher loaded him in the car I found out what really happened. Evidently he had gone #2 in the little potty and had attempted to wipe himself. In the process he got poo all over his shirt. Not on his underwear, not on his shorts, just his shirt. Seriously? How does this happen. So weird.

So much for first day impressions! Now he's going to be known as the poop kid for the rest of the year. You teachers know what I'm talking about.


As if this wasn't bad enough, while she was handing me the ziploc baggie containing the poo shirt, she said that maybe I could talk to Beckham about sharing before he came back to school. She went on to tell me that he was adamant that today was his birthday and no one else's (he wanted to be kid of the day). She described his behavior as going from "protesting to a full blown temper tantrum".


Great. Poop + temper tantrum = marked kid.


As she's telling me all this Beckham is listening from his car seat. When she pauses, Beckham looks at me and says "THAT LADY told me that it is not Poppa's birthday".

Nice one Beck. Way to talk about the teacher when she's right there leaning in our car. Geesh, at least wait until we're driving away!

I pulled away from the school and felt so embarrassed. Bailey has always gotten glowing first day reports on how sweet, helpful and compliant she was. All I could think as I drove was "Welcome to the dark side".

On the drive home we talked about his behavior. I was never able to convince him that everyday is NOT his birthday.

I knew this was going to be interesting! Stayed tuned for a report on school day #2!