They do get ridiculous these days; a friend's son, 20-25 years ago was in Kindergarten and put a worm down a little girl's dress during recess (in back, was chasing her with it); the school threw him out and insisted he needed to see a psychiatrist! Hello, that's what little boys do?

I would not care about my 2nd grade stuff; I had reasons then for doing what I did but I'm not in 2nd grade, not 7 anymore and have a whole lot of different problems now. I took the finger painting I did of my father with 3 legs, the middle one purple, to my T and she was quite kind, said, "It could be a tail". The idiot teacher had posted it up for parent-teacher night, labelled it as a picture of my father (I guess I told her that's what it was) and all the neighborhood parents who went early were coming home and telling my parents they'd better get up there and get the picture and teasing them about it.