My son told me last night that he wanted to leave for school today at 6:45 am. Okay. He starts knocking on my door at 6:30 to make sure I'm up and moving. I come downstairs at 6:50 ('cause I've heard this song before) and the boy is running around in his underwear. (An improvement over his Batman onesie, but not by much.) We eventually leave at 7:20, and he gets to school late. Again. The boy is 16 years old. That's right. SIXTEEN. Sigh. E- P.S. Honk if you see a six-foot man-child walking to school in his Batman onesie tomorrow.... |
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