3:30 AM, bzzzzzz, bzzzzz, bzzzzz and hundreds of sleeping children and parents vacate the premise, stumbling down 6 flights of cold, concrete steps. Five police squad cars arrive immediately, and 15 minutes later the 1 sole fire truck.
And this is suppose to be my vacation! Fast forward 1 hour and I’m trying to persuade my children why they should go back to sleep. After much trying, they sleep and me, Mom, can’t fall back asleep.
Was this just a teenager trying to show off, be cool and pull off a prank , or will that person eventually become a pyromaniac, as defined in Wikipedia. Either way, I simply know that I’m tired, frustrated and ready to go home to a quiet household