last night marty asked me to put the kids down for bed. alex and i got into a battle over his bath. it culminated with him refusing to get out when he was finished. while on crutches i'm a little impotent to put any teeth to threats about removing him physically so i told him if he wouldn't get out he could just go to sleep in there. twenty minutes later i went down to the kitchen where marty was cleaning up.
i have good news and i have bad news?
the good news is alex is asleep.
the bad news is he's naked and sleeping in the bathtub.
in the end, i'm not entirely sure who won this grudge match but i do know i don't feel like i'm standing in winners circle.