Jackson Did NOT Learn A Lesson At His Lesson.

Jackson had his drum lesson yesterday. As he was packing up to go, he said, "Am I going to get in trouble for not practicing very much this week?" I reply, "I don't know, that happens sometimes when you don't do your work." Secretly, I'm thinking to myself, 'give it to him, Mrs. deSalme. Let him have it!' (I'm all about the natural consequences, if you can't tell!) He looked a little nervous, so I said, "Just do your best." After school, I'm excited to find out if he got blasted, so I casually ask, "How did your lesson go?"
"Great, mom! She actually made me stand up in the front of the class and said, 'Class, listen to Jackson, this is how it should be done. He must have been the only one that practiced this week.' And I played it perfectly." What????? Backfired!! I swear he had a smug look on his face. The only reply I could come up with, pathetically, was, "Well, you're really lucky it turned out that well, because it could have easily gone the other way." I felt like adding, "You know, we spent alot of money on these drums...." but I stopped myself, because I sounded like my mom. Love you, mom!