Joe has trouble getting stuff done some days. Today is one of those days. He has been dawdling and poking and whining about having to read eight pages in his science book for the last hour. He's actually gotten a lot better about ploughing through things he doesn't like to do over the years, but some days he just can't seem buckle down.
Apparently, science isn't Joe's only problem this morning. I'm not sure what transpired that prompted the posting of this notice on the girls' bedroom door; when questioned, the girls said simply, "Joe's being a turd.". I guess I'll leave them to work out their own differences for now. Joe does not seem to be the least bit affected by his banishment, and is happily playing with his robots by himself in his own room.
This little guy seems to be getting along just fine this morning. His mother, however, is rather tired after spending a little too much time last night answering his calls for room service.
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