I was tired. I was hot. Shawn was whiney. I was trying to cook chicken on the grill and it kept catching on fire. The window shades i had just bought, as it turns out, did not include the hardware@@
Jackson's friend Christian came over to see if Jackson wanted to play. i told Jack he was here and went on my merry way. Christian jumped on the trampoline with the little ones while he waited for Jack to come out. 10 minutes later, he still hadn't. I, again, went in the house and away from my gas grill. He was sitting on the couch playing with his DS game thingy. I said,
"Did you hear me when i told you your friend was here?"
"Did you forget?"
"then why are you in here?"
"i don't wanna play with him"
"Then get your butt out there and tell HIM that!"
he doesn't even attempt to move. i repeat myself. i get pissed at his silent defiance(big issue).
i get louder. i try to stay quieter. he ignores me. my chicken is burning. i walk away... but not before blurting out:
"IT SHOULD NOT TAKE 6 FRIGGIN YEARS TO TEACH SOMEONE HOW TO ACT WHEN A FRIEND COMES TO THE DOOR. YET, YOU HAVE LEARNED NOTHING. GET UP AND GO OUT THERE AND ACT LIKE A HUMAN BEING, OR GO TO BED."
when i'm done, i'm done.
he got onto the trampoline with his friend. 2 minutes later, he called his sister a weener, Chris joined in, Kendyl cried. so Yogi sent Christian home and brought Jackson into the house, where he sat on the couch and played with his DS thingy.
baseball season is over and he doesnt need a ride, so why should he act right? he got what he needed.