Jail Time
Today, my nightmares came to life. Today, my son was taken to the hospital and then moved to jail. Today, I am not OK. It started last night (4/13). Carson was upset about not getting to spend time with friends because he threw eggs at my garage Sunday (4/12) and I was making him clean it up. He would half-ass the job, them come in. I would then see that he wasn't done cleaning it up and make him go back out. Then it started raining so I told him it could wait until after school Monday. Monday after school, he went outside and claimed it was done on 3 separate occasions. Each time I told him it wasn't done, he threw a tantrum, screaming and cursing about never being good enough. I managed to stay calm. After he finally got the egg cleaned off the doors (banging the door and causing damage), I had to point out that the dirt on the garage door also needed to be cleaned off, since it was only there because it got stuck to egg residue. He grabbed the hose, and sprayed the entire...