Dropping Like Flies...

I was mid-run when I got a text from a kid who was supposed to be reading his history assignment. It seemed that a "situation" had developed at home in my absence.

Here's the text...

He returned a "ha ha" text and I finished my run, happy that the Cool Guy club had served my parenting purposes once again, when I got home Molly was fresh and ready to tackle the rest of her school day. 

A few days later, the other Cool Guy who was in charge of the remote controls during the vital moments of Football Saturday abandoned his mission...

...The Cool Guys are dropping like flies around here!