December 9, 2014

The whole family’s in the car trying to head home from my parents’ after three days of parties. It is late, and we are tired. One child does not like where he’s sitting in the car. He creates obstacles to our leaving, like he thinks he dropped his airsoft gun in the driveway. He wants to go back and look, but we’re not doing that because we’re already gone. He begins a campaign to call my parents so they can… Read more