Listen here, Kid!
The Kid: You said I wasn't going to be born until spring. This doesn't look like spring to me.
Me: Your room is done and sister supervised and approved.
The Kid: Let's see.
Me: The walls are painted and trim is up. Daddy did a pretty good job. He also scraped that popcorn paint crap off the ceiling for you.
Me: You even have a carpet. That's more than your sister has in her room.
Me: See. She got a "new" to her dresser and we re-arranged her furniture, but no carpet.
The Kid: Sorry lady. My rent is paid up to the 10th. I think I'll hang out here until then.
Me: No, come out now!
The Kid: Don't count on it. I'll see once the rent is up. [mutter,mutter]squatter's rights[mutter, mutter...]
Me: Crap. Must have gotten the stubborn from his father.