This year with all the extended family drama our small family of three decided that we were going nowhere and were going to do fun stuff together all culminating tonight over a delicious chicken dinner with all the fixings (we don't like turkey). Kiddo (7yrs) has been a brat with sass for three days and we've been dealing with it and chalking it up to Christmas excitement. As part of our holiday fun, after breakfast, presents, snacks and playing we were supposed to go for a walk around the neighborhood, and go to the park before I start dinner. Kid decided to pitch a fit and hubs lost his temper. So I went for the walk on my own. When I got back I took all the food I was prepping and tossed it in the freezer and told then to fend for themselves for tonight. I am done. I wrapped all the presents, got the house ready and worked my butt of to make sure it was a good Christmas for everyone else. No one really cared to reciprocate that. So I am in my office, drinking tea and watching murder mystery shows while I knit. Some may say I am being unfair. I don't care. Merry Christmas via /r/Parenting http://bit.ly/2CxlU8e
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