Friday night we went to the Fair. It was fun for a change. Billy got to go do what he wanted and we did what we wanted. We met up a couple time. Of course he wanted more money both times. Big surprise. But we had planned on that so it was OK. We all came home dead on our feet!! But everyone was in a good mood.
Saturday was a quiet day of rest and recouperation. No arguments about anything. It was the type of day we need.
Then we get to Sunday. We went to visit Branden. Billy had to wear the long, baggy, black, chain covered pants he had bought for himself. I all but begged him not to wear them. He wore tham anyway.

So when we get to the institution, He has to remove all the chains and roll up him pants to cover the skulls on the lower pockets. (I was doing a TEE HEE to myself.)

I asked him if he understood now why I had asked him not to wear them!!
We finally get in and are visiting. The two boys start digging at each other. They were not going to stop. Finally, Billy let fly with a few totally uncalled for and cruel statements

and Branden lost it.

He threw the deck of cards he had in his hands. But, because of his action that was the end of his visit. He had to leave the room and return to him.

I was in tears. We had only been able to visit for about 40 minutes. We have removed Billy from the approved list and will never take him again. It is not worth it to have him deliberately hurt Branden.
WE had asked him to come to show support for his brother. Well, if that was support, we don't need it. Grandpa says that Billy needs to write an apology to Branden. I am going to let him handle that.
Personally, I have been hurt enough for one weekend.

I am just over the edge. We are planning to go again on Saturday, just the two of us.
That's it for tonight.
Watch for a surprise soon,
Granny