So Boy'O, we've all made the readjustment to returning from vacation, finding our routines, and pushing forward; you included. Seems you were a little off kilter last night, Son. Ended up going to bed at 11:00pm as opposed to your usual 9:00pm. Makes sense considering the time swing from the West to the East coast. And then this morning you were as perky as ever - though I can't say the same of me and Mommy. Though after we got into the groove of our respective days, the seas laid down and it was back to sailing the ship due East, proverbially speaking of course.
So much so that Mommy got hammered at work and wasn't able to get out of there with enough time to collect you from Ms Zeny's, and so we orchestrated a rendezvous point between Ms Zeny's and our house so that Mommy could gather you in whilst I ran off to run a much needed errand; haircut. Yes Conor, I was starting to look a bit like Wolfman Jack!
It was a quick recalculation of our days, but not impossible. Especially considering people do it with multiple kids all the time! Pretty sure we can manage you, Boy'O...
I love you, Son... That's all for tonight.
-Dad
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