On Monday, Stephen took the boys to see that owl movie. Henry is always hungry and requested a snack when they returned home. I told the boys could have some banana bread but Stephen said they had to eat some pears first—Henry has been a little backed up these days, if you catch my drift.

This pissed Henry off! He doesn’t like pears anymore and he was not going to eat them come hell or high water. Wyatt, of course, quickly ate his pears and then quickly ate his banana bread. Henry complained but Stephen wouldn’t relent. Henry was going to eat those pears.

I could hear all this from the living room but, having a terrible crappy cold, I didn’t have much to add to the conversation. Plus, Stephen doesn’t usually care for my two cents anyway. Things seemed to be progressing slowly but it sounded like Henry was nearly done with his pears and ready for banana bread. Then Henry, quite audibly, shouted, YOU’RE A TURD!



Well, if that isn’t the pot calling the kettle black!