I dropped bf off early this morning to finish some mechanic work he'd been doing. For the past two days since school started, he's phoned home to make sure someone is here for ss13.5 who absolutely cannot be left alone for some reason. Nope, not home. Handle it, bf.

Today bf didn't phone to ask if I was home, so I left out and didn't come home until 5:30, maybe an hour after Baby Huey returned from school. He seemed fine (other than the annoying, "Where is my dad?" and we exchanged a little chit-chat as I unloaded the car. I mentioned that if he was still interested in the activity related to his class, to bring the paperwork home and I'd provide the transport. Oh no, most of the activities are done during the school day and he'd only need a ride for the rare competition event or the 3 formal meetings after school during the course of the year. But, he didn't know if he was really interested in that anymore, he wants to play on the school ball team.

The memories of my own girls playing team sports w/practice every day and games the days there wasn't practice flooded back with a wave of nausea. "Sorry BH, that's a little too chaotic for me." He suddenly flip-flops and says that the other activity was just as busy and he'd probably be staying every day after school and need a ride. I countered, "that's not what you just told me, BH." BH: "Uhh, uhh, uhh..." "Just bring the material home for the activity, BH, and we'll give it some thought." Knowing full well that I have already lost interest and breaking my disengagement with this twerp was a bad idea...

Baby Huey sprawled his 200+lbs across the porch steps staring at the sky while I fed my new baby chicks. Couldn't get back to my room and close the door fast enough after that.

BH: "Knock, knock"

Me: "What?"

BH: "Can I use your phone?"

Me: "No"

BH: (Inaudible angry muttering) Then, "What?"

He'd heard my "no" and I was silent. Seemed to me he just wanted to continue a conversation that I never started and had already ended.

He said he was going outside to do some work, I picked up the phone to call bf, who pulled up the driveway before I had a chance to leave a message.

BF: "Where's BH, didn't he come home from school today?"

Me: "Of course he did. He's outside sulking with me."

BF: "Why?

Me: "Cause I wouldn't let him use my phone." (BF rolls his eyes and wanders off to find him.)

Oh the clamor when BH found bf. "WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!?" That he recounted in detail (albeit in a very angry tone) his day's activities was unnecessary, IMO, but that he didn't respond in a manner to soothe and comfort BH was a winner. BH immediately proceeded to scold him for responding in an angry tone. Bf told him he'd had a long day and BH needed to get off his @ss if he didn't like how he answered.

Then BH wants to use bf's phone to call someone whose number he shouldn't know and has no need to call (tho I'm pretty sure his primary intent was to phone and nag his dad when he asked me for my phone). That person is an adult who lets BH help on his farm sometimes. If he wants or needs BH, he will find him. BH's father actually did a pretty good job of shooing BH off and saying no to the inappropriate call/demand.

BH is a dreadful terrorist. Now he has ensnared his father into reviving the lawn tractor because he has to cut the grass NOW, even tho there is a thick bank of rain clouds fast approaching. Glad BH is bf's problem and not mine. I'd send the snot to his room for the rest of the night.