Could it be? I swear, something happened to that boy today. He was an absolute disaster -- crabby, unreasonable, couldn't even get along with his favorite friend. No number of sit-down-heart-to-hearts with mom or dad worked. No threats worked. I felt so bad for him, I just wanted the day to end so that we could start fresh tomorrow. That and I wanted it to end because he was making me crazy.
I'm really looking forward to tomorrow -- it can't be worse, can it? Oh, never mind. I already know the answer, and I know I never should have even typed that.