||[Jun. 21st, 2005|08:25 am]
It is seriously only Tuesday? This week is just dragging.|
My 16 year old cousin is staying a couple of nights with us and I am reminded again why I never want to have kids. William is going through this "I know everything" phase that makes me want to smack him around just a little bit.
You can't tell him where anything is or how anything works because everything is answered in that whiny, how-stupid-are-you voice. If we ask a question about him or his life he acts as though we should already know the answer complete with eye-roll and sarcastic reply.
Me: I like your hair now. Did you just dye it black?
William: Uhhh, Yeah - Duh! It was like this the last time you saw me. ("idiot" was implied under his breath, though not said)
Me: Really? I don't remember it being black on Mother's Day.
William: Well, duh. It wasn't. I dyed it right after school let out.
Me: OK. The last time I saw you was Mother's Day.
William: I know!
Do you, William? Do you really? Were we all this bad? How did anyone let us live through that?