I will not flick, I will not flick (coins that is)
me: How was your day?
Jack: Just awful.
me: Oh no! You’ve had all very good days so far. What happened?
Jack: Well I got in bad trouble.
me: Tell me about it…
Jack: (hiding his face) Sigh… I didn’t even do anything. G— did it all.
me: Did all what?
Jack: So it all started that he kept grabbing my coins at lunch.
me: What coins??
Jack: Oh I had a penny, that’s all.
me: Carry on.
Jack: And he grabbed it and then I grabbed it back and then they told us not to fight over it, so we stopped.
me: That’s it??
me: Didn’t think so.
Jack: So THEN G— grabbed it again and I told him to just flick it and I didn’t want it anymore.
me: So he flicked it?
Jack: Yeah, but I didn’t know he was gonna use a fork to flick it with and then it flew past everyone’s heads and landed on the stage. Sigh….
me: Okay. No one got hit?
Jack: No. Then my teacher had to come down to get us and we got in trouble and had to lose recess tomorrow.
me: That’s pretty fair I guess. Did you learn anything?
Jack: Yeah, we have to wait until the lunch ladies aren’t looking if we want to flick something.
me: Uh NOOOOOO! That’s not it at all!
I had Jack write an apology letter to his teacher as a backup. He was so upset at having to do that, that I knew it was the perfect punishment. Plus he cried a lot and said he would try a lot lot lot lot harder tomorrow. I’ll accept that for now. Of course I’ll keep you posted as to how the rest of his week goes. 🙂