Connor is a pill. He got hurt by accident when Ian moved a box like I asked them to, and he went off. I'd say it is cycling week since his father started his last night as well. So, he screams and blames Ian. Then he writes a note and puts it on his door. "My family doesn't care about me. All they care about is the brat Ian". Poor Ian. Always getting blamed. It is never Connor's fault.
Jim came back with a bookshelf and another recliner from Tullie for the house. I would like to rip his head off some days! Another bill. Ugh.
Jim was taking the boys bowling, but Connor and Ian started in on each other again with Connor screaming, calling Ian selfish, and blaming everything on Ian again. I made Connor stay home. He screamed more &I shut the door to his room. He kicked or hit it. Yelling how he hated the family. Cycling time!
I picked up a bit. Not really enthused to do a lot. Faith is watching Dragon Tales & Connor is eating a pork chop. I think I'll go take a shower.
5:26 PM
Jim & Ian came home. Connor read a book and did some dishes to earn points. Nothing spectacular going on. I am tired and bored. I keep eating and I am not hungry.
Faith keeps screeching or screaming. It is driving me nuts!
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