You know that little bit of mom radar that we develop when our kids are infants? It’s amazing - we wake up at the first whimper, or the first cry for milk in the middle of the night. (Well, the leaking boobs are a bit of an alarm, as well...)
That radar comes in MIGHTY handy when those babies turn into 17 year-old children who TRY to sneak out or IN (has yet to be determined) at 3:48 in the morning. IN. THE. MORNING.
Me: "WHAT IS GOING ON HERE??????"
Sassy: “That was my friend Jack. He just stopped here to apologize for being a jerk. And WHY are YOU up, mother??”
Me: “Jack? Wait, that’s not your boyfriend. In fact, I haven’t seen this particular friend since last summer. And I am up because YOU are up. Let’s not confuse who is in trouble here. “
"Oh, and the next time he feels like coming over to say sorry, you tell him to come during the day.
In this house we do NOT accept APOLOGIES after MIDNIGHT."
(Apology, my $**. Does she think I’m stupid?)
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