I get difficult child up this morning and told him the garage door is broken. It will not open so easy child will take you to school. His excuse for not wanting to go surprised me but I have to admit it was brilliant and easier to dodge than wanting to watch the repairs. "No, You have to take me. You need to go over memory work with me." Easily solved that one, we did it at breakfast! Aren't I smart? Who does he get his brains from? (must be where the ones I lost went to!) But to the fact that he remains a difficult child! He disappears and then comes to me to say, "Mom, the garage door will not open." "I told you it was broken and we can not open it." "But I tried pushing the button which always opens it and it will not open." . All I can say is he is going to make some young lady very happy someday!