My pastor and his wife kept my difficult child for a couple days. Definately needed a break. She was given many chores and it was not a vacation like she thought it was going to be. They saw a 1/100th of the defiance that I see, but they at least saw a portion of it. Well, I talked with my friend and she asked me does the girl know how to do anything. I laughed. I said yes, she does, she is playing you. She doesn't want to do it so she acts like she doesn't know how, and then when you show her again she says she's not going to do all that. Seriously, you don't know how to tie a knot in a garbage bag???? How hard can that be. She knows just won't do it. Why, it's easier to just pick it up and throw it in the garbage can. Somedays I am just happy that it makes to the trash can without 10 curse words. This morning was terrible, now mind you had no problem getting up over there. Refused and then got out of bed, 8 minutes before her bus leaves and wears the same clothes to school that she wore yesterday, screaming and yelling at me and cursing because she doesn't have her stuff ready, kicks the front door several times and screams and cries like a two year old (truthfully I haven't even seen a two year old have that kind of fit in a long time) all the way to the bus stop. And whose fault is all of this. I know you all know!!! MOMS. How in the world did it become my fault???? I don't understand the thinking at all. I don't even know how I become the bad guy. I didn't have anything to do with any of it. OMG. I hope today is a better day than today's morning was. The thought of another day of her antics and craziness makes me physically ill. I never look forward to seeing her. How awful, but so true.