These two idiots have spent the last week driving me nuts. They get along one minute, then spend the next ten fighting. David used to kiss his little brother every single night before he went to bed. Now the first thing he does when he gets up in the morning is tell Cameron that whatever he is doing is stupid.
It’s not going to be easy, but tomorrow I’m going to keep a journal. I’m going to note every trivial, ridiculous, meaningless argument they have, and then present it to them in written form. Some of today’s debated topics included: whether or not Cameron was using too much chocolate syrup in his chocolate milk, if there would be a storm today or not, what day we went to see Harry Potter, who had a better second grade trip to the east coast, and the 226th installment of “It’s your turn to let the dog out, I did it last time.”
Should be interesting to break it down.
© Jennifer Alys Windholz, 2011