Less drama?
Really?
Clearly never met my boys.
Halfway through a meeting my WhatsApp starts having a seizure.
I apologise, check the frantic messages and excuse myself.
“I’m sorry, there seems to be family emergency.”
It went like this:
Child 2 makes an off-colour joke.
Child 1 is not impressed.
Child 2 laughs.
Child 1 doesn’t.
Child 1 punches Child 2.
Child 2 arms himself with scissors.
Child 1 shoves Child 2 into the bathroom.
Child 1 locks the door.
Boy Mom rushes home expecting to find a body.
Boy Mom finds Child 1 and Child 2 playing video games. Together.
Boy Mom pours herself a G&T.
The Blurred Line 