I deserved that

Yesterday, Andrew wouldn't leave with me to pick up Gracie at school. So he ended up in the car without a coat or shoes. I will spare you the details, but it wasn't pretty.

I got him to stop clawing out of his carseat by telling him I would have to call the police. That worked.

So later in the day, I told Andrew that he needed to go in his room until his father got home. He was clearly annoyed. So he walked over to the door, started saying numbers and pressing on his hand like it was a phone. Then he put the "phone" up to his ear and said, "Hello? Fireman? You need to come get my mom. (long pause) Because she is crazy."

I guess I have been giving Andrew a hard time on here lately. So I guess I deserved that.