![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
My son is driving me crazy. Bat-sh*t, up the wall, thoroughly and completely insane. There is a long list of reasons for this, but I will leave you with just the last one.
"Oh, Mom, by the way, we have an orchestra concert tonight at 6:30."
Umm...it's 4:40.
Straw that broke the camel's brain.
At least his uniform is clean and there's still time to eat dinner. But that kid is so on my list if he does not go to bed on time tonight.