My twelve year old made some very bad choices today. And told lie on top of lie to try to get out of it. Our sweet, good natured boy really let us down today. And as his mom, I feel some responsibility, like I haven’t been close enough with him, vigilant enough, something not enough.
A less than auspicious start to our summer vacation.
But I’m not using wine to cope, so that’s a win.
Happy Sober Friday,