Well I think my son is well on his way to driving me mad. He has taken off - just left- for the third and last time yesterday. Tonight he calls me and wants me to come and get him. Somehow, he has gotten 50 km away and doesn't know where he is etc etc etc. I drive all the way out there an find him at some strangers house where he just walked up to their door and asked to use their phone. These incredibly nice people had let him (and his equally scruffy friend) into their home to wait for me to pick him up. I didn't know people like that still existed. So to the nice family that couldn't stand to see two scruffy boys lost on the country back roads wait to get picked up in the driving rain, thank you thank you thank you. Now I just need to keep myself from strangling the obnoxious little bastard.
8 years ago
2 comments:
..... how old is your son ??
He's 17 and thinks for some reason that he is royalty and everyone on earth was put here for his benefit.
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