Last night dd12 wanted to go to teen night at the local church to see friends. We told ss13 that he was going too. He'd never been before and asked why he had to go. My response was so he could go hang out with friends and not just stare at a screen all night.

He pouted the entire drive over.

What a surprise. He had a great time. This morning and breakfast ds9 said he wanted to go and dh jokingly said that he could (even though he's too young). Ss groaned and mumbled under his breath as if ds9 was invading his territory.

A little later the power went off. Ss ran downstairs and dh teased him about zombies. Ss tried to play it off, laughed and then actually growled. He's embarrassed that he's such a chicken. But he is.

Oh joy for an entire rainy weekend of family time.