“He’s just so obnoxious,” Lawson said, from behind his hands.
“I understand, but you have to be the bigger person here. Set a good example,” Cady said. She stood in the doorway of the bedroom, where Lawson sat on the bed and continued refusing to leave.
“That thing he did at lunch? Ugh! It’s like he knows each and every button to press,” Lawon lamented.
“Yeah, he’s a nightmare. But he’s your five year old son. You can make him a better person,” Cady said, smiling.
“That argument again? It hasn’t been working so far,” Lawson said, leaving the room.