Home for 10 minutes...

So... Sulli has arrived home from school. It's been 10 minutes and we have already had our "YOU'RE THE MEANEST MOM EVER" moment! Fun times! The child that all people outside of our family describe as so sweet and quiet, turns into "chucky" when he arrives home. While spending 10 minutes on the Wii he manages to yell at his 4 year old brother the entire time. So, I explain that he will now be needing to take a break from the Wii and to put it away. But he heard..."yell at mom, pound your feet, throw the Wii remote on the floor." How did my words get so lost in translation?? He snuck in there "YOU'RE THE MEANEST MOM EVER" I write this as he sits up in his room for a time out.