Oh dear, Spencer and Madeleine were back at the Bush with Little Darling.
Only this time Little Darling bombed the runout to the Gate House, then ran right over my literally on-the-snow-for-less-than-60-minutes Blizzards when he cut through the line.
No apologies from Spencer and Maddy, just a little shrug.
Then I notice my top sheets are sliced. Not horrible, nothing a little gorilla Glue won't fix....but fuuuuuu. They were minutes old!
I really wanted to do something Not Nice with a ski pole, but really, what do you do?
I teach high school in the inner city, so I ain't exactly afraid of anyone...I have no problem
doing the Goggle Glare (a reverse CSI Miami Horatio) and speaking sharply to the young 'uns with no manners,
but what do you do in this case?
I wanted to yell out "Hey! Helly! Spyder! You're kid is being raised by <insert ad hominem here>.
But I didn't.
What chu think?