Full Circle

I grounded my Father last night.

My 66 year old Dad.

I was cuddling on the couch with two very clingy Things (who missed me after an overnight trip off).
It was 8pm.
I called my Dad. My 66 year old Father.

Who was out in a wild and crazy bar, after 11pm, possibly with wild and crazy friends.
On a Thursday! A SCHOOL night!
I may step this up, and take his keys...or, in his case, his BOARDING PASSES.

As soon as I figure out which State of our great nation he is currently playing in,
He's gonna get it!