Hubby needs a tie for #2's wedding on Saturday, and since I know Wonder J's mom has very little money, I was willing to get him a pair of shoes to wear to the wedding, if they were reasonably priced, so the kid wouldn't be embarrassed wearing tennies with holes in them. Miss KT and I head off to the store; I head for ties, she heads for shoes. She appears in about two minutes and asks what she's supposed to be looking for. I remind her to look for shoes for Wonder J, but she wants me to help. We look at shoes, but she's stuck in that groove of I don't know I don't know I don't know. How do I know what the kid would wear? That's why I brought her along! After several minutes of I don't know I don't know I don't know, I said calmly, "Then I guess we're done here." And I went back to the ties. She followed me, complaining all the way. I did my best to block it out, but...when she started with "Well, YOU wanted..." I turned to her, looked right in her eyes, and said "Quiet. I do not want to hear another thing from you." And we left. Now she's calling her father to go live with him, because she hates me, I hate her, she hates Hubby, she doesn't want to live here anymore...why does such a simple thing as a fast trip to the store have to turn into a major lifechanging battle, with hurt feelings and tears?