Just when you think everything is fine and all is (semi) well in your little world.....
THEN your child doesn't come home when you expect him to.
Oh sure, as you sit on the back porch crafting a snarky post about your neighbor (and your husband) you "think" you hear him pull in the driveway and enter the house.
You *assume* he went immediately upstairs to take one of his EXTREMELY long showers....because, you know, he's been out in the heat of the day with full pads on practicing for football.....because isn't that what you would do after a grueling day in the heat?
Then your hubby comes home and says to you, "Where is Man-Child?" And you, blithefully reply, "He's in the shower." Even though you never actually laid eyes on the child...because you were, you know, busy.
To which Hubby then replies in a panic, "NO! HE'S NOT!!!! THE CAR ISN'T HERE!!! HE'S BEEN GONE SINCE 3:30 PM!"
Which, of course, you respond with freaking out....since it's now almost 9:00 pm....and OH MY HELL! WHERE *IS* HE???? And totally remembering the wreck on the back roads in the middle of nowhere.
And so begins the phone calls and the texts. And, a short bout of freaking out via Twitter....
To which, the responsible child - who doesn't answer texts or phone calls (at least from his parents) while he is driving, doesn't respond.
Which then leads to the parents calling a fellow football-parent in a panic to ask if their son is home yet, because "OMG! MINE ISN'T!"
Only to receive the response that practice is until 8:00 pm now that it's "REAL" practice and not "TRAINING" and that he's probably on his way home. Which definitely leads to a "bit" of relief...
Which reminds you.....didn't you call this same parent last year....with the same issue?
And then darned if he doesn't walk in the door - full of attitude - because "duh! Didn't you read the schedule? And did you REALLY just call So-N-So's mom AGAIN about this?"
And you thank God again because, apparently, you are an idiot.