Today should have been a relaxing quiet day. Right??? After all it is Sunday. The first fight happened as we walked into the house after church. Billy stayed home and was playing a video game. As we walked in Branden went off because it was his game and Billy didn't ask permission.

Big Whoop!!!
Then later my son, Ray, age 41 got into it with Billy because he was being a brat!!!

Mouthy and disrespectful brat!

As memory serves me, my son was no saint at the ages of the boys. He was a complete butt!

So now he is all over the boys for doing the same thing he did. Go figure.
I do appreciate the help trying to keep these two in line. But it really would have been nice if the help would have started 14 years ago. Back then he was jealous of the time we were having to spend with the boys, and that we were not giving as much to his two sons.

His sons had two parents who care for them and loved them. Big difference!! What can I say?? It seems that no matter what we try to do it is wrong in someones eyes. So they can all just kiss my rose red ass. We are doing what we know to be right and that is what counts.
Now, IF my son was being a father to his two sons I might not get so upset. He has not had any contact with his boys since we had them out last Thanksgiving.

Now do I have a reason to be upset?? You bet. I am thankful that their mother remarried to a wonderful man that is a "Daddy" to them.
So today has been a wonderful day so far. It is only 4:45 PM. I wonder what the rest of the day will bring.... The boys both just went over to a friends house for a visit there. Oh Yes, Peace and Quiet!!

Love from Washington, (Rainy)
Granny