Tales from the Ager

Jusitn needed new shoes and he had to go to a mall far from hom cause their BC Surf & Sport is bigger and thus way better than the one in our mall. So, we dropped him and his friend off on the way to my sisters house and said we'd pick them up on the way back. About 30 minutes after we got to her house Justin called and said he got his shoes and they were ready to go. Um, sorry, we just got here so you'll have to wait awhile - perhaps you can browse some more. (He had money to buy shirts but apparently the large, cool mall has no cool shirts.) We were taking entirely too long so they called his friend's mom to come get them. In the mean time they climbed onto the roof of the mall. The roof? Yes, the roof. Why would one do that you might wonder. I wondered that too and I still don't have a satisfactory answer. Is it just that I'm not a boy or I just wasn't ever adventurous in the same way? I swear this is why I have too many gray hairs. Teenagers do everything they can to age their parents which is why I shall refer to his escapades as Tales from the Ager. Sigh.