One of You Has To Be the Adult

I told the mama on the phone, "one of you has to be the adult And it cannot be your five-year old child. That is not fair." She came gunning for me after my next class. I was horrified, but went to my office to see what she wanted. She began bawling. She was pregnant and needed a nap. I told the school nurse to stop calling her to bring him home early daily. Bossing two adults in one day. I never do that, but I did. And guess what? It worked. The next week, this mommy called me and thanked me over and over.