Me: Liz, where's your report card?
Liz: I told you. Mrs. Manley has it. She took them all home with her and then she got sick. She hasn't been back to school yet.
Me: Why did she take them all home with her?
Liz: I dunno. To work on them?
Me: I want to see your report card...
Liz: You can't. Not until Tuesday. And if we don't have them by then, there's a problem.
- huh? -
Me: Hello, Centennial High? I'm Elizabeth Kahle's mother and I'm hoping you can help me get a copy of her report card. It seems a teacher has gotten sick and apparently has all of the report cards at her house... not that I believe it for a minute... Uh, Ma'am, why are you laughing?
Lady at Centennial High: Mrs. Kahle? Your daughter's report card will be reprinted and you may pick it up later this afternoon.
When I confronted Liz on this she said: Oh yeah, it's in my backpack. I guess I forgot to bring it home.
After I saw the failing mark in Chemistry and Sign Language (Sign Language? Come on, that's a fun class!) I knew why I had gotten a song and dance.
Note to self... teach Liz to sing and dance better.