Well I was right.  When it rains it pours.

The 18 year old comes in quite dirty.  Silly me, I'm thinking how did he get dirty at Hunters house.....so again, silly me, I interrogated the 18 year old.  He tells me he was helping move Hunters car. What? From where to where?  Well, the axle broke and the car was up on the sidewalk. WHAT?  How did this occur if you were at Hunters house playing video games? I asked.  Silly me.  The car slid making the turn at the end of our street (but they were going slowly), jumped the curb and broke the axle.

Ok first question.....was anyone hurt?  No....

Next question...WHERE WERE YOU GOING? To academy to purchase Airsoft guns...

About this time the 15 year old slinks in......nothing happened mom....we're all fine....I'm sure the car will be fixed by today.......

Shall I mention Hunter's car is how the two teens get to school.......

Xavier is out of town....Florida...remember?

I have to get the 18 year old to work IN THE OPPOSITE DIRECTION OF THE SCHOOL at the same time that the other two are due at their school in a different town.......details details.........

Ok...I HAVE  to put this one in God's hands.

Mom's reaction.....borderline panick and frustration....put a hot lasagna dinner on the table complete with tablecloth then make everyone play the game of LIFE (Pirates of the Carribbean version of course). I'm fixing to get Isaac into the tub (he's been "Spidey Squarepants" all day...wearing Spiderman top and Spongebob  bottoms (pajamas) all day.

The cat is firmly entrenched under the bed....he'll be wanting out around 3 or 4 am.......

But HEY I'm sewing again!!!!!