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What was he thinking??

 So we're abusive parents. Why? Because we asked the boy to watch TV in his room, on the TV he insisted he buy for his birthday, even though Hubby and I were insistent up until that point that the kids NOT have TV's in their rooms. We gave in, he got the TV and now he wont watch it!

 He wanted to watch a court drama type show, like his daddy likes. Detective stuff. The baby girl wanted to watch Hannah Montana, as usual or whatever was on Disney. So we told the boy to watch the show on HIS TV. This is apparently, abusive.

 He at one point brought his TV into our room, after we threatened to sell it since he never uses it anyway ect. We put it back into his room. Later he came out telling us he was NOT going to clean his room. Um. Yeah? Never do, I thought.

 Later as I walked down the hall, I nearly broke my toe on a damn TV He'd moved back into the hallway... Prove his point I suppose.... Going to put it back into the bedroom.... We realized why he had said he was not cleaning his room...

 Apparently after being "abused" he threw himself a fit. A fit which included a box of corn starch, and some pine shavings for his rats cage, toys, and every article of clothing from his drawers and closet. O...M...G

 Where do you even start on something like that? What do you do? The boy had to hang back up, after shaking off cornstarch ALL of his clothes, and listen to me go ON and ON and ON and even ON about this. Again he told me all we do is yell and we are abusive... I told him he was lucky to have an ass, at this point, to shut his mouth, hang up clothes and think about things.

 What would possess someone???? I have no idea.

 So about an hour later, a very hot vacuum, and NO more toys in the room, were done. I am >< this close to showing the child was abusive is... If only I had taken a picture for evidence in my case. Heh.

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