kids

I have patience for everything in the world. Except kids. Actually, it's just one kid. I don't know what it is. D has driven me to the point of madness with his ability to annoy, aggravate, and ignore me.

I feel we've spoiled him rotten this weekend. New "Star Wars" toys came out Saturday, and he wanted to buy 3 with his own money. Grandpa bought him 5, D bought 5 of his own, and I got him a special edition figure. He also asked me for a $15 advance on his allowance so he could get the novelization of "Episode III" (which he didn't get because Walmart didn't have it). This week, he got 2 new games for his XBox. Grandma bought him a SW poster, and CL bought him 2 more. Oh, and he got the novelization for the original SW trilogy.

Yet he acts sad or bored while the rest of us watch the Final Four Saturday night. Today, he talks to me like I'm his "homey", badgers me as to when I'm gonna finish doing my things so I can do what he wants, and during dinner and afterwards, he is obnoxious even after repeated attempts asking him ... no, telling him to stop. We all gathered to watch "The Incredibles", and he launches into a fit of uncontrollable, yet forced, laughter. I got mad at him, and now that I have his attention, he glares at me like I will pay the price for being mad at him. Once again, I left the room so I could cool off. He has no idea what respect or responsibility is, and no matter what I do or try, he continues to do what he wants until it's too late.

They are still watching the movie, and I am in the same room typing this. I'm sure CL is upset that I didn't stick around and spend time with the family. I know if I did, I would spend most of the time yelling at him. In fact, he's getting yelled at by the others as he eats popcorn (he dips it in his juice, threatening to make a mess). I'm gonna go shower and watch the Red Sox take on the Yanks.