Whoever is responsible for abducting my sweet, sunshine-y nine year-old and replacing him with this new moody, recalcitrant, pain in the ass model, would you kindly make the switch back? The heaving sighs, bad attitude, rolling eyes and general air of 'I hate the world' is getting old. Fast. I fear if the other version doesn't return soon, Mommy may snap off.
Thanks ever so much,
Carrie (Who is dreading being the mother of a middle schooler, if this is any freaking indication of what it's going to be like.)