Oil & Water

My little brother, Joshua, is very, very, very, very...... VERY spoiled. He is so much worse than spoiled, you just have NO idea!

This morning, Nannie came over for a few minutes. Josh can open the gate we have up to keep him out of the kitchen! He opens it all the time for his little sister, Lala. It drives me completely insane. Anyway, what I'm getting to is, this morning, Nannie came over and Josh was in the process of opening the gate for Lala. So, The Mom told me to ''Please go get the babies''. So, I went in there, with a bit of a temper, and grabbed Josh from underneath the table. I took the little play gun he has not released from his tight grip since Kim bought it for him yesterday. After I made that poor decision, he started a serious hissy fit! I grabbed him and kind of restled him to the living room. :/ He was kicking and screaming and scratching! UGH! He's a nightmare! Momma told Nannie, ''They're always like this! They're like water and oil!'' I think she's right! He and I just don't get along! Only when he's sick and wants to snuggle. Other than that, never. And sometimes even when he's sick, he doesn't want any part of me! Oh well! Momma says I can't get mad at a 3 year old.... I disagree. I've seen it take place... every day!

On Sunday, in Young Women's, we had a lesson on homemakers and housekeepers and what the difference is between them. Anyway, someone said, ''You don't want to live in a home with vandalism all over the walls, do you?'' Emily and I exchanged a quick smile and giggle. Josh has made sure we have vandalism on the walls of our home! haha. I told Momma about that and she and I just laughed. SO YEAH! (*haha, Momma!*)