I’m calling it here. It wasn’t a bad day, but there were far too many things to do, including one go-get-the-kid because his stomach was bugging him*. My schedule was and is shot to blazes, and I’ve stopped trying to catch up.
Moe Lane
*Ever since a certain incident in elementary school, my eldest and I operate under an understanding. When he tells me that his stomach is bothering him, I believe him; and he doesn’t ever get to use that as an excuse to get out of something. This understanding has served us well.