My grandmother and my father are at each other’s throats again. The situation is not *that* bad but it got bad enough that it required my intervention.

Long story short. My grandmother is moving into a senior citizens home. Although she still has her wits about her, she can no longer live by herself and needs someone to check on her every day. The move is scheduled for April. Dad, me, my brother and even DW told her that as soon as we get back from our Spring Break trip we will help her pack.

I just got off the phone with DW.

I could tell by the sound of her voice that it wasn't something she wanted to talk about.

And I knew what she was going to say.

"Well SS said he was having trouble with his science teacher. When I go see the teacher on Thursday, I am going to ask her why the class average is so low..."

I knew she was going to say that.

"Okay. So what about math!?" I ask.

"Urm....ahhh....durh...."

We're still at DEFCON 3.

I came home yesterday to be greeted by BS and BD (they love running into my arms). SS has secluded himself in his bedroom again and closed his door. DW says he's doing homework.

I asked her if she has x-ray vision. DW gave me the "look" and I just let the matter drop.

So spring break is coming up and my Dad is offering up his place in FLA for us. We’ve gone twice before and we had a great time. Both times it was without SS because SS is with his father on Spring Break.

The previous times SS begged and pleaded with Donkeykong to let him come with us and both times Donkeykong said no. DW was disappointed (me, not so much) but there is nothing we can do as it is his Dad’s custody time.

So my Dad asked us if we would like to go again and DW immediately fired off an email to Donkeykong asking his permission to bring SS with us.