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       Lately Seth has been really whiny. Like, he’ll ask for a cookie And I’ll say “No.”. Where He Used To Say “Ok.” And go on about his business, He now starts whining and actually crying about it. When Gary tells him no, he sometimes even tells Gary “I don’t like you.” Ok. Kids say that. They WANT to hurt you to get you back, I know. But Seth never said these things before. I don’t know what else to do but make him go sit on his bed for a while or sit in a chair in a corner. Actually he gets spanked* for saying that to his dad. It’s pretty much the most annoying thing he does, and I can almost see where someone would give their kid whatever they want just so they don’t have to hear that bullshit every time they tell them no.

However, I am not one of those someones. Seth is not a spoiled child. Sure he owns about a million Hot Wheels, and he pretty much gets them whenever he asks for them, but that’s just because he’s usually so darn good. He really is a good kid. Contrary to popular belief (*cough*uncle Michael*cough*), he was NOT born that way. He is stubborn and cranky and just plain annoying at times, but I know him so I know the exact type of discipline that works. Now, I’m lost. It’s been 5 years of not giving in when it matters that has given me this wonderful child. I am grinding my values into him.

Maybe it’s all about figuring out the values of “Don’t whine when you don’t get what you want.”

Am I the spoiled brat? Am I stupid to think that my little angel shouldn’t be doing these things. The only change that’s been made lately is he’s been put on Allergy medicine and, probably the cause of all this nonsense, it’s Christmastime. Could it be that Santa ( I swear a typed Satan on accident) has jacked some of my authority? Did all those things people tell him about being good for Santa ruin it for me?

*Yes, I spank him when I feel like he needs more severe discipline than a time-out. Get the fuck over it.

Today was the downtown Christmas Parade. Only Gary, Seth and I were going to go, but I talked to Tiffy online right before I was about to get off and dry my hair to leave. So I got to go kidnap her and bring her with us. Seth seemed to have more fun than he has at other parades. He used to just sit there and stare with a blank look on his face. This time he seemed at least slightly excited. It was crazy how many parade cups he got, though.

There weren’t as many floats as there have been before. Less marching bands, too. I could seriously watch marching bands for hours and hours and hours. I’ll attach some photos of the parade at the end of this post. That will include a band director in a tight silver costume dancing right along with the band’s dance team. Hilarious. He was definitely the star of the parade.

it was good to actually get to spend more than a few minutes with Tiffy, too. Over the past few years, I’ve seen her a couple of times, but I don’t ever get to stay around long. Since it was a parade and Seth was there, we didn’t really get to hang out much, but it was still nice. She lives nearby, too, so that’s even better. It’s good timing because I’ve been feeling really lonely lately outside of Gary and Seth.

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Seth had to stay home from school again today because of coughing all night long. I took him to the doctor and this time, the doctor put him on allergy medicine. She says he’s probably allergic to our cats, since there’s not really any other things he could be allergic to in the house. She didn’t want to do an allergy test on him since he’s so young. I have no idea what an allergy test consists of that’s so terrible. That would suck so bad if he is allergic, but at least there is medicine for it. I’d die if I had to get rid of my cats. The way the doctor looked at me, you’d think it was a crime that my cats are *gasp* inside.

I talked to Jamie today and I think we have our Christmas Day plans halfway together. I have to go to grammas, it’s just a part of Christmas. I won’t be there for long because of my uncle’s bullshit. I don’t want to be surrounded by that for Christmas. Not to mention my other uncle, who lives in CA will be there, and he’s usually just a dick to everyone and makes people uncomfortable. Gary’s probably not going to go at all. He’s just going to go straight to his mom’s house. After visiting with my grandma, Jamie and I (at the very least; Haley may go. That’s a story for another day) will leave for Gary’s mom’s house. We’re hoping to have a bonfire there with some celebration, us-style.