So tonight I went to get my son’s water-bottle from his backpack so I could fill it and freeze it for after-school football practice tomorrow.
Guess what I found?
A thank-you note? No.
Damp math workbooks? Why, yes, yes, indeed!
And not just one, but two of them with the bottom corner of every page dampened with water. And they were brand new.
Luckily for us, I happened to have paper towels–a rare occurrence around here–and I painstakingly placed an absorbent strip of paper towel between each page so that they will dry without sticking together.
Some nights I’m afraid to go to sleep for fear of what I will encounter the next day.
Because, what’s next? A plague of frogs? Lice? A whole lot of flies?
3 thoughts on “No ants, just water”
Your stories about your teenage boys always make me laugh. My 8-year old son is destined for the same behavior, I’m afraid. I’m glad to know it’s not a reflection of our mothering skills but an inevitable (and normal) part of being a boy! (Right?)
We have bats. Want some?
you are a better person the me…i would have tossed them in the trash…lazy…just plain lazy ha-ha!!