As a sequel to my little exchange with my son, SB, about his calling me lazy last week, I thought of something that I should do. He missed carpool twice last week; once because he decided to go to a friend's house to work on a school project (whereupon Dad picked him up 4 hours after he was supposed to have come home in carpool), and the next day because he decided he wanted to play tennis against the girls on the middle school tennis team.
At that point, I decided what to do, what any smart mom would think of. I decided to pin a note onto his shirt and send him on his way to Russia... sort of like the mom who returned her adopted son because he was too much trouble for her. I'm not saying I agree with or condone her actions. But I am saying that I felt like doing that to my own son last week, after he missed carpool for the second time... just for about, say, the next 6 years or so. I suppose I could take him back after he turned 21!
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