The Kids attend a before school program run by the local YMCA. They recently changed their policy so that I can no longer slow down to 30 mph in the parking lot while The Kids tuck & roll. Now I have to call them to come unlock the doors (it takes them so long, I’ve actually considered calling as I was leaving the house, just to increase the odds that someone would be at the door when we got there.) & we also have to walk our children into the building to the program site & sign a piece of paper saying that they’ve arrived. (I want to meet the child who couldn’t make it the 20 paces from the door to where the program is held, thus inspiring this new policy.)
On the way to school this morning, I was mumbling about how annoying it was & how the new policy was adding an extra 10 minutes to my morning.
From the back of the car, I heard The Boy: “The Y. As in “Y” would you ever consider bringing your kids here?”