My Last Nerve

As usual, the morning trek to school started out with a fight.

8 Year-old boy: "I want to sit on that side."

9 Year-old boy: "You sat there last time."

8 Year-old: "Did not!"

9 Year-old: "Did too!"

8 Year-old: "No, I didn't!"

9 Year-old: "Fine. You sit there. I'm not gonna cry about it." (mumbling) "I don't see why he..."

Me: "I thought you said you weren't going to cry about it."

9 Year-old: "I'm not! I just don't understand..."

Me: "You're cryin' about it!"