Red Vines are banned here

Two packages of candy have cost us five hundo this week. 

The tootsie pop that Jack hucked at the windshield on the way home from the cabin hit with enough force to leave a largish rock chip. Except from the inside of the car. Hours later it cracked outward into a giant semicircle, a smile of broken auto glass. 

And the licorice. The custom blend of black licorice pieces and Red Vines cleaned out Jack’s bowels with frightening efficacy. The stairs took the brunt of it. It’s like a crime scene, except with poo. The carpet cleaner has been scheduled.

A series of unfortunate events, first world in nature and pretty esoteric to the special needs experience.

Life with Jack is expensive and not boring.

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