"Of all the animals, the BOY is the most unmanageable!" ~ Plato

6.02.2006

12 year old anyone?

If you're in the market for a "fresh" preteen, I've got just the kid for you! I am SOOOOOOO despising my son right now. He was supposed to be going on a Scoutarama this weekend with his Boy Scout troop. He couldn't be bothered to get his stuff together for me last night because he was "too tired". SO, I managed to find his scout pants and what I *thought* was his scout shirt. I got home from picking up Tucker and I raced home to meet Jake's bus and get Jon's bag ready. I had all of his stuff ready after a short search for a missing boy scout sock. I ironed his pants and started on his shirt. I was doing pretty well timewise. That's when I noticed it.....the shirt was completely patch free! This WAS NOT HIS SHIRT! I spent the next 10 unspareable minutes rooting through a 3 mile high stack of laundry, searching for HIS shirt. I came up empty handed. I searched high and low and it was nowhere to be found. I felt a little sick. I figured the best I could do was iron the patchless shirt. Well, I picked up Jon from his after school activities and wouldn't you know....the little terd flat out refused to wear the shirt! I was shocked by the ungrateful attitude he had with me. Needless to say, he's not with his troop at this time on his was to San Francisco. He's actually in my laundry room, quite angry, turning all the clothes right side out as he continues his search for the missing shirt. This actually works for me on so many levels because I'm getting a new washer and dryer delivered tomorrow and I really need the laundry sorted and put in baskets to make it easier. I know, I'm a slave driver. His leader just called and he *may* be able to carpool early tomorrow morn. IF I let him. SO, any takers? Anyone want him? I'll pay ya to take him!

1 comment:

Adriana Bliss said...

LOL! Oh man, isn't 12 a lovely age? I have one of my own. He'll be 13 in September. I'm looking to ship him off...er...anywhere!