Now that I don't have to shop for in-laws I get to sleep in on Friday.
Here I sit, wanting to go to bed..my phone rings. It is a crying Boy. He is verrrrry tired and with his dad tonight. He wants me to come get him. I called his dad and told him to go talk to his tired son and call me back. His dad had no idea why or how he was that upset. I had to explain that he is tired, that he gets up with me at 5:30am and it is now an hour past his bedtime.
*sigh*
I love my son with all my heart, but I do not want to go get him. He has been "helping" with the deep pit and is covered with dirt. He was so looking forward to tonight with his dad. I hope they can talk it out.
I guess I will find my pants and get ready to go...