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flutterbee
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When difficult child makes me mutter to myself it's not good. :rofl:
She has her friend from school over. Last night difficult child stayed with a friend of mine and her stuff, including her laptop, was still there. difficult child is nagging me to go get it when she gets home. I ordered pizza for her and her friend. After it arrived, I left the girls home with easy child and ran to friends to get her stuff. Then I stopped at the store to pick up drinks and snacks for the girls. I get home, bring in the groceries and eat the sub I ordered with the pizza. I hadn't eaten and was starving. Notice that I went to get difficult child's things and snacks before I ate.
difficult child came downstairs and wants to know where her stuff is. I told her I had left in the car (not that it matters, but the car was in the garage for crying out loud). She starts stomping and yelling at me that her computer is in there and why was it left in the car. Then she says, no she yells, "How freaking hard is it to bring it in?" :grrr:
Remembering Just Keep Swimming's post, I stayed calm and told her all that I had done and that her tone and her words were completely inappropriate. She did have the decency to look chastised and apologized. It's a good thing, too. Rotten kid. :rolleyes:
She has her friend from school over. Last night difficult child stayed with a friend of mine and her stuff, including her laptop, was still there. difficult child is nagging me to go get it when she gets home. I ordered pizza for her and her friend. After it arrived, I left the girls home with easy child and ran to friends to get her stuff. Then I stopped at the store to pick up drinks and snacks for the girls. I get home, bring in the groceries and eat the sub I ordered with the pizza. I hadn't eaten and was starving. Notice that I went to get difficult child's things and snacks before I ate.
difficult child came downstairs and wants to know where her stuff is. I told her I had left in the car (not that it matters, but the car was in the garage for crying out loud). She starts stomping and yelling at me that her computer is in there and why was it left in the car. Then she says, no she yells, "How freaking hard is it to bring it in?" :grrr:
Remembering Just Keep Swimming's post, I stayed calm and told her all that I had done and that her tone and her words were completely inappropriate. She did have the decency to look chastised and apologized. It's a good thing, too. Rotten kid. :rolleyes: