Saturday, September 28, 2002
It Starts Young
Devon pulled a soda out of the fridge this morning. I was so shocked I didn’t respond immediately and he had that bad boy cracked open before I managed a feeble, “Devon? What ARE you doing?“
“Mom,“ he responded disdainfully, “I gotta have my caffeine before school. It’s the only way I make it through.“
Yeah. I’m sure that third grade is really tough without that jolt of legal speed. Geeze.
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