My parents drive me crazy on several issues, but one in particular really gets under my skin. My little brother! They let him walk all over everyone, and he's growing up into a bully. For example. I made him breakfast this morning, and he thought a plate was his, and yelled at me when started eating off of it. It was just a misunderstanding, but he goes and gets my mom, and she starts scolding me, and asks me to aplogize. Well after all that I guess I AM sorry I made him breakfast. In another point, he is increadibly picky. At his age, if we didnt like our food, we still ate it, because thats all we got. But with him, if were headed to taco bell they'll take time out to go to McD's to get him a large fry and to chocolate milks. Chocolate milk?? We used to beg for that stuff and only got it as a reward. If he's told he cant have dessert unless he finishes his peas, he throws them away and eats the peice of cake they saved for him tomorrow. No wonder he's picky. He knows in the end, they'll comply
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