day 138

teachable moments.

Ok, the DISASTER that was yesterday evening ended on a good note. Hadda be a parent, after tearing the spoiled little shit a new one, emotionally freezing him, then rewound the tape, told him the script, told him to follow it, and all was well. Finally got my "thank you" albeit at great personal cost. He really has to learn. Having no respect for a dollar, tried explaining it in terms of slightly less than a month's cable, 2 christmas trees, a third of the truck payment.......he doesn't get it, and really-when you think about it-shouldn't. When's he hadda work for anything? How do you value things? Work for them. He has NO responsibilities. Thought I was being tough when I called him a spoiled little shit? No, accurate.

Parenting: what you do to promote ulcers/premature death.