water

as mentioned in the previous post, bf and i did quite a bit of arguing over the weekend. yesterday we had one of those huge, blowout, four letter spewing fights that thank God doesn't happen to us a lot. we were in one of the children's rooms with the door closed, but bf was really yelling loudly... including the four letter f word. the kids were in the living room. i kept pleading with bf to keep it down, i knew the kids could hear a lot of what we were saying. but he kept on keeping on.

we eventually made up and all was semi-hunky dorie. last night when we came back from the party, the kids both wanted a glass of water before they got ready for bed. i poured them each a glass and left them sipping in the kitchen while i headed for the bathroom. a couple of minutes later i shouted to ask if they were getting their pajamas on. ky responded from her room that she was getting ready, but that her brother was still in the kitchen "drinking his glass of fuck."

let this be a lesson...