Tad Needs A Vacation
Our summer plans are in flux at the moment, but are starting to take shape.
Tad, however, is miffed, grumpy, and downright spoiling for an argument.
He wants a vacation.
A relaxing vacation.
His definition of relaxing: anywhere that requires travel on an airplane, apparently.
According to him, he’s only been on THREE VACATIONS IN HIS WHOLE LIFE, and we should be taking one immediately.
I told him I would be happy to go if he paid for a vacation.
That shut him up, because he thinks we have the money to do anything he wants.
O Lord, save me from grumpy, didactic teenagers.