Tonight I get to spend 11.5 hours at a sleep study center with my son the Terrorist so that they can watch him sleep to determine whether or not he needs his tonsils out.

Just fucking shoot me now.

I may not return.

The boredom will kill me.

Or I may kill someone.

11.5 hours!

We have to be there at 7:30. Who the hell goes to bed at that time?

NO ONE! That is who. So I get to take a 7 year old boy whose bed time all summer has been whenever he passed out, usually around midnight and make him go to bed while it is still day light out. Yeah this is gonna be fun.

Today I took them on another trail walk, we went about a mile at a local park. With the Princess whining the whole time. I am ready to trade her in now on a newer model.

I hope this little bit of fresh air and walk was enough to wear him out some.