These boys. On top of swimming/diving, solo and ensemble preparations, pep band, semester exams, and robotics build season, (which keeps us ALL super busy at a pace that is hardly survivable) I get an email from the director of the school play, with the cast list for the upcoming performance. Luckily I clicked on it, because I wasn't going to. SURELY my boys would not have tried out for the play, given their hectic lives at the moment. SURELY they would realize that there are a mere 24 hours per day, of which school takes 8, swimming takes 3, robotics takes 3, studying takes 2, and sleep? Family time? Travel back and forth from school? YOU understand the math. They apparently don't. That's right. They signed up for the school play and both got parts. When I expressed my dismay/concern/surprise/incredulity they simply said "OH! We told Dave if he needed us we'd do it. We didn't even try out!". Well, apparently Dave needs them. I said "Does he realize that you'll be gone to Hawaii for two weeks in February as well?" Yeah. He knows. Reportedly.
I'm thinking they've invented a time producing machine somewhere, to churn out more hours per day. Because I am certainly not seeing how this all is going to work!! I mean, I'm glad they like to join things, but COME ON!
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