Friday, July 22, 2011
Yes, Yes and More Yes
Yes, Rojo had the same two friends stop by yesterday, unexpectedly, that came by a few weeks ago.
Yes, he was a jerk to them, again.
Yes, it was because he had money in his pocket and was planning on waiting outside for the ice cream truck, and their arrival threw a wrench into his plans.
Yes, I have tried to teach him to behave appropriately, despite frustrations and changes of plans.
Yes, he could have easily hung out with them while waiting for the ice cream truck.
Yes, I pointed that out.
Yes, he remained jerk-like.
Yes, I sent him to his room.
Yes, he went, but not before throwing his bike on the ground and his helmet across the driveway.
Yes, I took his cell phone.
Yes, I told him Flicka could not hang out with him while he spent 35 minutes in his room.
Yes, I told him if the ice cream truck did come, he would not be buying any.
Yes, that was what broke him.
Yes, I felt terrible.
Yes, he is eating out of the palm of my hand, today.
Yes, everyone that asks me how my summer is going gets to hear this story in excruciating detail.