Shake down at the school…

I got a call the other day from Mini saying she needed socks for her uniform. So, after just arriving home from dropping her off I grabbed the long gray socks and headed out the door. When I got there a young man met me at the door (he was washing windows) and saw me with the socks. He said, “you here for the shake down?” Not knowing exactly what he was talking about I said “yeah.”

I met Mini coming down the hall. She was washing windows on the other side of the school. She smiled, of course, and thanked me for the socks. She pointed to the office and I looked in to see the 7th grade class all standing there waiting for parents to bring school approved clothing. Most of them just didn’t have the appropriate socks or belts. Mini was actually dressed correctly according to the school policy on uniforms. The teacher wasn’t sure if she needed socks with the type of shoes she had on. She was fine. Oh well.

They aren’t kidding around. I better get to ironing the kids clothes for tomorrow. Wouldn’t want them to have any wrinkles.