A note to the teacher

Tonight I learned how to be a second grader again.  It was "curriculum night" at school where we learn the "what we do, when we do, and how we do it?" talk.

I guess I was distracted and may have started rummaging through Mary's desk.  I found a folded up note.

So...

I had to read it of course.

It's the quiet ones! I keep saying that!

She told her teacher of one week that her parents were trying to trap raccoons?

Really of all the things she could have written to her teacher? 

I have no idea where she got this wild notion..

Trapping raccoons?

Geesh.  We have no secrets now that we have three school aged children!