Daddy's Back

And that presents its own set of challenges. Navigating his emotions in the context of everyone else's is rather hard for me. The boy has been extra shitty. And I'm no perfect role model. Bad role model, actually. Wood's learned mantra is when you walk past the dishwasher and its loaded all wrong, remember, no one is gonna die". And while I subscribe to the concept, I find myself perseverating on mundane tasks that aren't really worth pushing about. And are the things that are: Twig's nasty tone, disrespectful back talk, willful disregard for any request we make of him. Nothing works. And after a while I get enraged and want to physically hurt him.

I blame Wood. At times he's disrespectful toward me. Even when he's kidding it's not good. And Twig sees it and thinks it's okay. Then again, other parents of kids his age are having very similar challenges. Maybe it's the fact that it's summer, that grammie is living with us, that I'm working full time... Or that he lost his two front teeth. Or something.

All I know is I'm headed to kick boxing tomorrow. Cause if I don't beat the shit outta something I'm gonna beT the.shit outta someone and that should be avoided at all costs.