Friday- Pick up Levi from school dance, it starts snowing (grrrrr, so over this), take him home for a short while, feed him pizza, ask him to pack his crap 48 times for church, take him to church lock-in.
Saturday- Snow is everywhere. Send husband to church to pick-up Levi from the lock-in. He arrives home in a terrible, sleep deprived mood and informs you about a project that he has forgotten about, that is due Friday and he needs a presentation board. You mumble something about military school and send him to bed. He tells you he is a man, he can stay up until 3 am and be perfectly fine. You tell him to go anyway, and end up having to wake him up at 5pm from his "I am not taking a nap but I will go and read on my bed".
Sunday- E-mail his ELA teacher about a book report and find out it is going to be done during class. Child actually THANKS you for saving his life from extra homework. Small group is cancelled due to a meeting at church. Hallelujah.
Monday- After telling child he has a dental appointment and to set his alarm early, he fails to do so. Causing you to have to walk up the stairs again and wake him. After the appointment, he begs you to stop by McDonalds even though he has already had a bowl of cereal big enough to feed 3 people. You give in and he eats 3 hashbrown patties, a small coke, and an egg and bacon biscuit. He will then ask for YOUR egg mcmuffin. You end up behind his bus all the way to school, and drop him off before the tardy bell rings. Congratulate yourself on a job well done and go take a nap.