It is 4:49 a.m. and I just crawled back in bed after dropping KJ off for baptisms for the dead. For his Disneyland trip, I had to drop him off at 2:20 a.m and pick him up at 3:50 a.m. I'm sick of these middle of the night things for my thirteen year old. I'm getting concerned about what his future teenage years are going to look like as far as unholy hour drop offs. I value my sleep, dangit.
This is me, officially protesting.
Saturday, June 3, 2017
Official Protest
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