I had to go to court today about a child who is being deemed unruly. And unruly is probably one of the kinder words used to describe him. He was expelled for the remainder of the year. That saves us from dealing with him for today and tomorrow.
After letting my feelings get hurt yesterday
I'm ready to get my sense of humor back. Lack of sleep and too much to do has taken a toll this week.
But I still have it better than this little guy who was found on the table in the garden.
What the hell happened to him?
And maybe I'm twisted, but this fetal position looks comforting.