OK, screwed up. I HAD to go to the bank before taking my son to sports practice and due to traffic and a line at the bank drive-thru my son was five minutes late to his sports practice. Because he was late I received a dirty look and my son had to run several laps. Before I knew it I was overwhelmed with emotions because my son was suffering MY consequences. It took everything inside of me not to say something about WHY my son was being punished for my actions.