I reached a breaking point last week, as many of you know. I just couldn’t take it anymore, so drastic actions HAD to be taken.
So I did it.
I was rude.
I was sarcastic.
I didn’t listen.
I had the “I know everything” attitude.
I was 12.
IT WORKED…for the most part.
I didn’t tell him I was doing this, he never gives us warning when his attitude flares it ugly head.
But we did talk about it after, and he was upset at how I was acting. He didn’t like being ignored, me rolling my eyes and mumbling under my breathe (and as Ma would tell you I had this down to an ART FORM people. It is a gift really)
Not only is Hunter treating us better, he is treating himself better.
I hate puberty.