At 59, being called out of bed in the middle of the night by a study friend of my adult, smart, respectable, reserved son, with the news that my son has drunk so much that he literally can't stand on his own legs, and then having to pick him up in the heart of Amsterdam, was not on my bingo card for this week, this month, or even this year, but .... BINGO! #parentingiswonderful (translated)
