preschool blues...

Today I was greeted at the preschool door by Rugby's teacher. Apparently he was caught cheating on his name paper. Everyday they have a dotted name paper that they need to trace to help them practice writing their names. Well, Rugs has been able to write his name by himself for a while now and he is annoyed that he has to do this "baby" work at school. So today he came up with a new plan. Instead of writing it himself, he got the kid next to him to do his paper for him. The teacher said that when she went over to check on him he was "encouraging" the kid to work faster so that he wouldn't get caught. We asked him how he motivated the kid to do his work and he said, "nothing you want to know about." OK, so we realize he is smart, but come on! Scamming his way through preschool-- nice Rugs! Since the pleas for help couldn't be any clearer, Rugs and I are starting a new curriculum at home to feed his need for a challenge. As if it couldn't be any worse, he is a great salesman and can pick a sucker out of a crowd. This kid he pansied into doing his work is the same dumb kid he conned a new hot wheels out of earlier in the year. Rugs has got charisma-- I'll give him that much!