I'm pretty sure I woke up this morning in someone else's house. I was greeted at my bathroom door by a 12 year old with a towel in his hand. He was in a hurry mom. And could I finish going to the bathroom and let him shower? Tuff titts if I was running behind, he's on a schedule from his mommy that his shower time is at 6am sharp! And the little guy is dressed and fighting his shoelaces already? Is it really only 6:09am? I don't know why mommy hasn't pulled the hot water from the microwave to finish your latte yet. Of course I'll wipe the look of shock and amazement off my face and hand you your coffee and meds next to your cereal. Ok - Mommy is jumping in the shower now. No it isn't time to go to the busstop. Yes, I'm almost dressed. If you really want to stand at the busstop for at least 15 minutes waiting for the bus you can. What am I doing? I'm certainly not embarassing my 6th grader by going near the busstop. I'm just walking my cat. Points at cat purring at feet. See? Walking cat. No - Xav I'm not quite ready to go. Can I carry your super heavy school supply backback until we get there? No I don't mind that you don't want to hold my hand as we walk to school. No I won't just drive thru and let you hang out with other kids until school starts. No you can't meet me down the road after school. I'm on the list to "pick you up". No I don't want to run down the sidewalk to get to school 2 seconds earlier. Of course I'll give you your super heavy backpack back now that the other kids can see us. Yes this is your classroom. How cute you just hugged D. And fist bumped A. And will you please stop saying words like kill and bomb and saying that you Hate being here and will you please slow down and help me put your school supplies where your teacher is saying to put them?
RANTINGS
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