And then

D spent the night camping with his friends two nights in a row over the weekend.

They camped in said friend's back yard.

One day they stayed up until 2 a.m., woke up at 6:30, then D went to a bike race and rode his bike 12 miles.

The next night they stayed up until midnight and got up at 7 a.m.

Yesterday he got grounded for being crabby and defiant and rude.

Today I had to go pick him up from football camp because he got so mad that he went in the boys' bathroom and headbutted one of the partitions, causing it to detach from the wall. They asked him to leave for the rest of the day but are allowing him to come back tomorrow, which I think is very very kind of them.

He fell asleep in the car on the drive home.

Lesson learned: Sleepovers two nights in a row is a BAD, BAD IDEA.

We are now a little less green in our attempt to parent a 12-year-old.

:)

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