“You'd better stop sulking, young man! And I expect you to be polite when we get there. I need to set the right tone with my coworkers, understood?!”
I shoot him a stern look in the rearview mirror.
Ever since I first brought up the idea of moving, it's been nothing short of a war! Packing up our belongings turned into a battle, and now, having to unpack everything in our new home hasn't been any easier.
My sweet boy seems to have been replaced by the king of moody preteens, sulking, making a fuss about absolutely everything, and eventually retreating into complete silence. I wasn't ready for this!
As if navigating so many changes, both as a family and professionally, wasn't challenging enough, my responsibilities as the head of such a large daycare were already quite overwhelming. And now I also had to contend with the infamous “Whatever-Eye-Roll-Alvin.”
Well, he's not nearly as grown-up as he seems to think he is!
I totally agree, to even consider such a reprehensible idea of taking advantage of a system such as this says volumes about the moral compass of the individual who posted such a terrible idea in the first place.