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Ugh. I really, really cannot stand this kid. I don't need a play-by-play in your too-loud voice for every single thing that happens during the day. Yes, I can see the dogs have cheez-its, I gave them to them. Yes, I know that Davey doesn't have shoes on, he's inside.

Also, he thinks he has to be part of every conversation, so every time I say anything to Ronnie or Davey, he jumps in the middle and usually argues about whatever we're saying. He's spoiled and his mom does everything for him, so he never says please or thank you and cannot seem to remember to put his dishes in the sink when he's done. (He's 8, he's more than capable of doing that)

Really, I know his mom and I used to be friends, and I'm doing her a favor, but I might strangle her kid in the meantime.