Alright. So the teacher told me with a smile that I should leave and come back in an hour, when the class ended. Why did this feel so unsettling? I don't think of myself as one of those annoying, hovering moms that don't let their kids alone... right? RIGHT?
When I returned, the class was wrapping up. My kids were pretty much done, meaning that they were at the limits of their focus and concentration. There was a tiny bit of goofing around, but it wasn't that bad, in retrospect. Still. It took every fiber in my body not to jump in and growl a the kid to do it right and pay attention.
That is, it took every fiber in my body not to disrupt the class
So who is it that really needs the help in staying focused in class in order to let the teacher do his/her job? Eheheheee ohhhhhhhh the irony.