Yup, this morning seemed to be going swimmingly- and then… even after yesterday morning’s argument about his lack of respect for everything “mommy”- this morning I found R20 in his shirt pocket! I wasn’t looking for it, honest, but I am still just a tad taller than him and he was standing next to me in the bathroom. I didn’t speak to him for the rest of the morning. I kissed him goodbye at the school, but I didn’t talk to him. Does anyone know of an offspring exchange program- like student exchange… anyone interested in starting one? Anyhoo- as angry as I am, I decided to put p pictures of some of his art work anyway- the ones I nearly didn’t get to keep! I am in the process of buying a scanner so I can put more of it up.
There Is Never An Excuse
One in three is not a statistic - one in three is a crying shame.