So Ace's school's Christmas party was yesterday, as was his last day of the year. I was loaded on Benadryl and cough medicine, and once it was discovered that Rankin County schools were letting out because of the crap weather, the school's director decided to send us all home and chaos ensued. Everyone was running around handing out presents, saying goodbye, hugging, getting kids' coats on, etc. Someone handed us a wonderful gift bag and I just got a chance to look inside it this morning - there's a hand-painted ornament, some books, a toy, some socks, and a blanket with Ace's name embroidered on it!
I have NO CLUE who gave it to us, and I'm feeling like a big jerk. Ace got gifts from several of the other parents and they all have names on them, but this one's anonymous or something.
I have to find out who gave us this gift so I can send a proper thank-you note. I sent an e-mail to the school, and my next idea is to track down some of the teachers in the phone book, but I totally don't know any of their last names.
That's your Friday episode of Stacey's trivial crises. Stay tuned till next time, when she has to decide between paper and plastic!
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