Rantings of a T1 Mom ™

It’s the last week of school and I am picking Ben up.  After not so patiently waiting for him (I hate the pick-up circle) I spot him running across the courtyard with his garbage bag stuffed with dirty gym clothes he finally cleaned out of his sports...

Buzz … Buzz … Buzz.
I open my eyes but I see nothing.  It’s dark.
Buzz … Buzz … Buzz.

I was scrolling through my old posts and came across this one.  I totally forgot I wrote this ... and I feel the need to share again.  The T1 siblings are heroes ... and certainly should not be forgotten!
One evening in July when we were at the CWD conference, I asked Garren and Cole how they were enjoying their sessions.  I asked questions about how their sessions worked and what they talked about.  They explained to me that often they get separated...

Liability.  We often bump up against this word.  Recently we smashed up against it.
We asked for some help watching over Ben.  We got a, “Hmmmmmm, we need to check with our lawyers first.”
At this point, I know exactly where this is going, and I have already moved on.  But I let this little charade play out, letting the little devil on my shoulder get a tiny bit of satisfaction and a good laugh letting them waste their time, energy and...