Mr. Contrary

If you know Freestone, this homework assignment will make you laugh. It's so Freestone. the assignment was to write three sentences about something you like to do outside. Freestone wrote, "I hate outside. I hate everything abowt outside. But I love to ride scoodrs."

He's always been a contrary boy. When he was going through the dinosaur phase, we called him "Contraryraptor." This week, he might be feeling more contrary than usual. Freestone whined one too many times and got his video game time taken away until Friday. On day two of no video games, I caught him quietly sobbing, his hands in his pockets, looking despairingly at his empty DS charger. It can make a boy grumpy when his source of endorphins is taken away. I like this plan, though. It eliminates the frantic earning of video game time through reading and jobs. Now it's just the reading and the jobs, sans the reward. When the weekend comes, Free can play all his systems to his heart's content, and I won't feel a bit guilty. Meanwhile, I'm going to send him outside to scoodr. I'm trying to raise a kid here, not a Mario brother!