In an effort to show the kids just how silly and ridiculous their arguing is, Kenny and I staged an immature fight. At suppertime, he took a drink out of my glass of water and I immediately called him out on it, claiming that he was a butthead and he did it on purpose. He fired back by calling me a sissy-pants and said that I pick my nose. I told him, “Uh-uh, do NOT!” Then we both tattled on each other, him to Mae and me to Kyler.
They thought it was hilarious.
After supper, we could hear them arguing again and when we went to scold them, they said, “We’re just fake arguing like you guys.” But you can’t tell their fake arguing and real arguing apart and they are both equally annoying. So in our effort to reduce their amount of arguing, we have instead increased it one-hundred percent.
It’s as if all of our plans are purposely meant to backfire on us.
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