Called out

We are in Goldsboro staying the night getting ready to drop the children off for camp tomorrow. The kids of been swimming at the pool and I've been hanging out watching them.

Tamara has gone back to the room to help the girls to go out to dinner. Atticus has been in the pool swimming by himself. He got out of the pool came up to me and said "dad, that is your third beer!"

When the hell did he become the beer police?

Stubborn little ass

Here's the shit that I have to deal with on almost a daily basis. Atticus comes downstairs with about 20 minutes left before we have to leave for school and ask for breakfast.

I tell him that I will be happy to make the breakfast for him. I ask him what he would like. He asked for waffle with chocolate chips placed in each cavity and a chocolate smoothie.

I explained to him that I will not make both those things for him because he will not eat them both.  He insists he will. So then I tell him he can either make a choice or have no breakfast. He storms off back upstairs to see his mother Who comes downstairs and opens the freezer to start making the waffle and smoothie. I told her that I would not allow him to have any breakfast this morning because of his completely unreasonable demands.

His mother did not like the fact that I requested that she not make him breakfast. In my opinion, I think that the fact that his mother will do just about anything he asks her to do his part of the problem.