Well, here’s a new parenting low for the Mother of the Year.
Yesterday afternoon Spouse and I received an email from MGM’s (7) second grade teacher about his behavior in class:
Today he has been obsessed with the idea of smoking cigarettes. He has been using pens and pencils as cigarettes and talking about how great they are. He just wants to go home and smoke cigarettes all day.
A subsequent opportunity for him to spend some quality time in the principal’s office also resulted in more requests for smoke breaks.
OMG.
First, let me state that Fancy Pants Ranch is tobacco free, and neither Spouse nor I have ever been smokers.
I have a sneaking suspicion that this idea may have stemmed from an old episode of “Magnum, PI” that we watched on Netflix last week in which Tom Selleck had a cigar, but I’m not sure.
If that’s not the case, I am going into hardcore detective mode to see if Big Tobacco is now advertising on “The Disney Channel.”
< Big Sigh For My Life >
fancyladydoctor 
You know I feel your pain so with an attempt to find the humor, I am wondering if the smoking could be to blame for the bad breath from earlier in the school year? Good luck.
Ha! Never thought of that.
This made me snort out loud, in a lecture on pulmonary effusions no less.