So much for a peaceful Sunday..

Today, we really don't have much to do except J&O need haircuts, and go to the Dump. J Jr puts up a huge fight because a. he doesn't need a haircut, and B. he hates going to the dump (mind you, he never actually gets out of the truck to help J unload things, he just sits his ass in the back seat playing his friggin' hand held video game. It was a fine a.m. until it was brought up he IS going because he isn't (or as he insists on saying AIN'T) staying at this house alone.

Can't he just leave already?