What Tha..?!

Jack is home from his last day of school less than 30 minutes, and he destroys my closet. Apparently, he was looking for his Vandy baseball hat to go with his Vandy baseball uniform so he could "practice" his throw outside. He was under the impression it was on the top rack of our closet. Well, mister man just climbed right up to look for it. I hear a big crash and Jack saying, "Oh, no! Just kill me now." When I saw the wreckage, I had to put on my serious face (even though I was slightly impressed) and ask him how he did this. He claims, "it's an old closet anyway and it just fell down." Rrriiggghhtt.

I sent Tom a picture and he just said, "Save the dry cleaning." And he pointed out, there's only 87 days until school starts.

It's going to be a long, weird summer.