And I tried to explain it to him because he believes he is right no matter what I say. And he is NOT getting the respect for me very fast here. I'm going to be real honest too, it's annoying the beeezeebers out of me. I don't do well with back talk.
So, of course, there is an abundance of it here. Lord, help me. I mean it, help me.
Dad tried to talk to him, told him I was no different from him
He is a smart boy. But BOY, not MAN. Not household head, not a parent here. He argues with me to try to get me to treat him as such, not as the child he is. He may not understand what he is doing, but I do.
And I am not buying into it. He needs to be parented. Respected himself, which I do, but I will not put him in a place of equality with me and his dad. This is NOT what this child needs.
At times like this, I wonder if God really meant for me to this child's mother. I even whine a bit, "God REALLY?" I mean, are you SURE you got the right red head, maybe it was a Vivian not Vickie?