My 6 year old son has entered "The Age of Irresponsibility." It's one thing after another, forgetting his boots or gloves or backpack or what have you, where's your hat? I don't know. Why are you wearing your Crocs outside? I forgot my boots.Why didn't you tell me your gloves were soaked so we could dry them last night? I don't know.
This morning we dropped him off at the bus and realized he didn't bring his backpack and lunch with him. (our house is 1/2 hr from the bus stop, his school another 15+min. from there.)
So I had to go to the store, get him lunch and snacks, and drive it out to his school. My dad would have let me go hungry. My wife didn't like that idea.
I get that he's 6, but he's always been very responsible about this stuff, but lately it's just one thing after another.
Did I mention that the dog is most likely tearing his backpack and soft lunchbox to shreds right now to get to his peanut butter sandwich? It's like doggy Christmas for her I bet.