So, ZoomBoy has finals for three days. He gets out early.
And that’s when I snapped
Squish had an early day today–she got out about 45 minutes after ZoomBoy.
I got to ZoomBoy late–I had a teleconference. I had him walk to Carl’s Jr. When I picked him up, he asked for food.
This is unusual.
ZoomBoy’s ADHD medication ensures he’s not particularly hungry for most of the day.
So of course I got him food.
A milkshake, jalapeno poppers, and five chicken tenders.
I got him a lot of food.
We went and got Squish. She wanted food too. We went to Wendy’s.
While we were there he asked for fries and chicken nuggets.
I remarked upon this while we were waiting in line.
“Geez, kid, you are eating up a storm!”
He was, at this time, finishing up my water and flicking my straw across the car, after which he fumbled the cup it was in, dropping it on the floor–empty, thank God–and then picked up the empty shake cup and did the same thing flicking bits of shake all over the front seat.
“Yeah,” he said. “I think I forgot my medication.”
“You think?” I asked.
He fumbled the shake cup, added the empty next to my water cup on the floor and through sheer fidgetingness flung the straw out the window.
“I’m not sure. I can’t remember. Squish, can you remember? We did pantomimes in class today, that was my drama final and I don’t have to take a test at all, because my last one was yesterday. What were we talking about again?”
“Did you remember your medication?”
And here, give this to your sister.” I handed him the bag with her sandwich and his fries.
Which he promptly fumbled all over the back seat.
And THAT, yer honor, was when I beat him over the head with the bag of chicken nuggets.