I felt it wise this afternoon to remind the kids that while we are gone, there will be no spur of the moment parties, no "but we're just hanging out," and no blaringly loud music.
They looked at each other, then at their grandfather, and Alex said He's probably the one you need to say that to.
And he was right. So I told Brad there would be no parties, no hanging out, no loud music.
He's still pouting.
Sorta like having a mouse guard the cheese?
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