Tia had a dentist appointment this morning and had to leave before I took the kids to school. As she was leaving, she asked which car to take. I said the Prius, thinking that taking the trash out, 5 cans worth, would be easier in the truck. It was, but as I packed up the little kids, Kendall asked
"Where's my homework?"
Normally I don't answer that question, telling her she's responsible, but we'd taken her home work to karate last night and I made her do it in the car. She kind of got penalized because she had tutoring testing and then I had karate, so she was out of sorts. She fell asleep on the way home, I had to wake her up to get out of the car, so I understand why her homework was still in the car. I should have grabbed it last night, but I didn't want to go back outside.
I told her we'd bring it to her and to tell her teacher what happened.
I ran it up to the school after lunch and talked to the teacher. She had believed Kendall and didn't keep her out of recess. Nice to know that the teacher trusts her a bit.