choices. bad ones.

Sometimes this boy has a bad day. 

Because sometimes,

 this boy decides to take off on his bike (with no shoes, only socks. brand new white socks.) and go ride in the middle of the road, a few neighborhoods away. 

The look on his face when he strolls up and realizes I'm outside waiting for him at the park he was not supposed to leave is priceless. 

The look on his face when I tell him he's grounded for a week is not as priceless. 

have you seen his ugly cry?

Sometimes he realizes his little joyride ends up not really being worth it. 

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A week is a pretty long time in a 6 year old boy's world. 

Unfortunately, a week is a long time in the world of a 6 year old boy's Mom also.

Stay tuned to see which one of us cracks first...