Spent most of it arguing with my son. He's too old to be in his teens, right? He's only 8, for heaven's sake!!!!!!! But he's being moody, crying for nothing, hating me, then coming back to kiss me and sorry-sorry, then I'm the best again, and in a second I'm a liar, he hates me, I'm no good...
Hey, he actually sent me to my room!!!!!
Monday, April 19, 2004
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