Nacho's Grade

Dalton has gotten accustomed to me being excited about getting good grades in school. A while back we started telling him that he gets an A (or A+++, the pluses are getting out of hand at this point) when he behaves really well while out at the store or restaurant. He's gotten really into it and always wants to know right away, "Did I get an A?"

Well all that to tell you this. Tonight Dalton walked away from a pudding cup on the coffee table (after being advised not to) and Nacho helped himself to the rest of it. As I was walking into the kitchen to investigate, I saw Dalton holding Nacho's head in his hand (not in a rough way, Nacho was letting him do it) and telling him, "Nacho, you do not get an A!" He looked up at me and asked, "Should he get a D?" I said maybe he deserves an F. Dalton decided, "Let's try a Z!"

Now that's pretty bad! I told him I was glad that he wasn't one of my teachers. :-)