Wednesday, December 06, 2006

And at Noon...


Mike comes home with 4 other friends, without permission or advance notice, to raid the kitchen at lunch time. He is supposed to be eating at school. He then asks for a Gatorade. He has completely forgotten about this morning. He is confused as to why I not thrilled to see him and offer him special snack items for his friends.

This time though, I calmly reminded him that he had not left on good terms and that his dad and I had lunch plans that I had to cancel when he brought everyone home. He seemed confused.

Bart’s bringing me something to eat, but it won’t be the same.

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