For those who have children in school, you know that there are many crazy, annoying requests from teachers over the years.  When the kids are in kindergarten and first grade, the requests are generally cute or at least they seem to be.  But when the kids get to middle school, the requests are sometimes beyond ridiculous. We had one of those last night.

But earlier this year, we had another favorite which was to “use things you have around the house” for your projects.  You shouldn’t have to buy anything.  Uh. Sorry I don’t have a perfect pyramid or cone or most other geometric shapes necessary just hiding in my pantry. So a trip to Michael’s and $20 later we had everything we needed.  And just so I knew that it wasn’t just me – we ran into at least 3 other seventh-grade families in the store in the 15 minutes we were there.

But nothing will top last night’s request.  Kids, bring in a daffodil tomorrow. You all have them. Just pick one.  We are going to dissect them but if you don’t bring one in, you’ll just have to watch the other students. Really? And – uh…..we didn’t have one. They don’t really grow wild around here and we haven’t planted any.  So after swim team practice we needed to get home to allow my seventh grader to do her homework.  But no. First, we had to go in search of a daffodil.  By now all the florists were closed.  My wife went to one grocery store floral shop – no daffodils.  I went to another grocery store floral shop.  Ditto.

So by now we were all feeling a little frantic about getting a daffodil.  That’s definitely one of the most ridiculous sentences I have ever typed. Should we go to the elementary school and steal one from the flower bed there.  Oh wait, we just drove past a house with lots of them.  Text your friends.  Post to Facebook.

Thankfully a neighbor saved the day by offering that she could have one of her daffodils.  So we drove to the house in the dark and picked up our coveted flower.

Teachers of the world.  Think before you make these silly last minute requests of your students.  They have lives.  We have lives.  And what we don’t have are daffodils growing wildly in our suburban back yards.