Below, for your edification, follows the email exchange that blew up my Friday inbox
From: Darling, sweet teacher
I am seeing improvements in [your son's] behavior. He started to get a little bit goofy yesterday morning but after some redirection he fixed his behavior. He likes to get out of his seat a lot to chat with other students at inappropriate times. This is something I am going to continually work on with him and if you can reinforce this at home, that would be great! Overall, I think he did a nice job so far this week and I look forward to seeing more and more improvements every day! Thanks so much for your support!
[My son? Chatty!?! You're all shocked, I'm sure!]
From: Husband, aka email terrorist
To: Darling, sweet teacher
Sure thing. We will continue to use appropriate methods to facilitate behavior improvement. You know, some methods include removing screen time or taking away Halloween candy and desserts. Sometimes the preferred techniques include electroshock treatment or handcuffing them to the radiator. I would lock him in the dog carrier we bought to transport his and his sister's hamsters from Oregon, but he actually enjoys hanging out in that container. So, I guess I'll have to come up with something else.
I was joking of course, all except for the part about the dog carrier.
Later in the day my husband called from the busy world of meetings and important goings-on that preclude him from making daily pick-up and drop-off appearances at our children's school.
Me: I'm not speaking to you!
Him: What? It was funny. She'll know I'm kidding.
Me: The principal wears a suit every day. This is not Portlandia.
Him: It was good stuff!
Me: On the subject of dog crates...I hope our son isn't the only one who likes them.
I know what the women who read this blog are thinking, but as a good friend of mine likes to say when her husband indulges in inappropriate dinner party conversation, "Sorry ladies, you can't have him. He's ALL mine."