Tuesday, April 29, 2008
My son threw the XBOX remote at Emma when his turn was up. He then looked in my face and called me a liar even though he knows I saw it. I asked him to try again and he went off on a screaming fit. I escorted him to our beautiful back porch to find a plan to make this up to us. He has been back there for over an hour with no end in sight. He hates me. Oh well. I guess the other kids can eat his dinner if he chooses to remain there.