Last night Jio’s teacher dropped by with a big bag of bread. It seems that she was aware of the problem Jio was having with that other kid and she wanted to talk about it. I know that teachers, my husband included, often visit students’ homes, but it’s still a bit disconcerting to have people drop by when the house is a mess. I guess Japanese women are obsessive about housework for just this reason. Anyway, I let her speak with Jio privately for awhile. I wasn’t eavesdropping or anything, but I overheard her say “At school, I’m your mother.” Uh, no. I don’t think so. I’m the Mommy ALL THE TIME.