My Knave

The job titles and descriptions one adds to one's CV when one becomes a mum are myriad.  Today I added another: costume designer/technical producer.  Don't get me wrong - I'm not taking over the technical aspects of 'Alice - The Musical'.  No, I just had to use my imagination as I scoured the local op shop for some bits and pieces to formulate a passable Knave of Hearts costume for Master 12.  I've done a good job.  I think.  He is playing another role in this production: Reverend Duckworth, and it is more likely that I will be struck with lightning than find an appropriate outfit locally for him.  I looked in novelty shops, endeavouring to find a clerical costume, to no avail.  There were plenty of imp and monster and demon costumes, but none for a man of the cloth.  I'd best go on E-bay.  He also wants to dress as Darth Vader in the Book Week Parade, to be held in two days.  I'm not in a state of delight as I rush around trying to assemble THREE costumes.  Along with costumes, I have to purchase an adaptor for his electronic piano keyboard, organise for him to go dance class, and collect him from play rehearsal today. 

But I am of a mind I should purchase him a demon costume because I received a text from the bank yesterday, and my credit card has been maxed.  'What the total fuck?' I thought to myself in outraged bewilderment.  I've not used it in, oh, I don't know how long.  I went online and checked my statement.  What did I see but purchases to the Apple Store.  Purchases not made by me - althought I take this opportunity to point out I have just purchased a cheesy 1977 remake by the Dead End Kids of 'Have I The Right?' - the original belonging to The Honeycombs.  These purchases were for some game only HE plays on his iPad.  So guess who got the living snot blasted out of him yesterday afternoon upon his return from school?  Guess who's going to be working like a convict digging a road from Sydney to Parramatta for fuck knows how long paying back the debt he has accrued? 

I've been onto the bank, and onto the card centre - both advised how to ensure this doesn't happen again, and both have tales of similar woe with their OWN children!