Get Over It....

It seems lately that there isn't a day goes by that my SS doesn't find some new way to torment us. So why haven't I posted? I'm trying to get over it. Only, it's not working. Instead I am dwelling on it. Trevor's newest antic: He texted his dad to "request" that he "start fresh" so that he doesn't have to be grounded any more, after all it's been six months, dad. Oh, and can you buy me a wakeboard and shoes and clothes and you should let me bring friends over because your house is boring. So how can I show him Christ's love? Really. How? All I want to do is roll my eyes at him. I wonder what it will be like when he does return. Supposedly he's coming this weekend, but he says that every week. We'll see