The Addendum

So it turns out, some years ago a little girl was born who must have been very sweet. She grew up being nice to all those around her, was a friend to everyone, and helped all she met to feel good about themselves. She continued growing up, married, had three little boys, moved around the country a bit, and eventually became a primary teacher to a little boy who bit her. This is the only past I can imagine for Matthew's, a.k.a. The Cheetah's primary teacher because she is the sweetest, most understanding and forgiving person ever! She even apologized to me that I found out about his biting! Truly she is a saint. Thank you, Nikole, for being such an angel! As for Matthew, a bit more of the story that was too funny to leave out. Chris happened to be out of town Sunday so missed the drama at church. I had already dealt with punishment and all that stuff by the time he got home Sunday afternoon but obviously still told him about everything that went down earlier in the day. Chris called Matthew in to where we were standing and said, "Matthew, did you bite your teacher." Instead of responding Matthew looked over at me with a stare that I can hardly describe. It was part astonishment, part betrayal, part that odd smile you get when you are embarrassed but don't know how to react. I could just see it in his face, "Holy Cow! You sold me out to Dad?! You told him? I thought we were buds? Where's the family loyalty? A little warning would have been nice. What's up with that!" He stared at me with this look so long that I had to turn away and choke back the laugh (so did Chris). Then, as Chris started talking to him Matthew looked up from his tilted down face and said ever so penitently, "Dad, um, Dad, uh, Mom already put me in the corner so you don't have to." Priceless!