I found what you left me in the living room

I found what you left me in the living room. You think this is funny? Go ahead, tell daddy what you did today. Go ahead, tell him about the tampon. I'm sorry. Um, I'm a little lost, sweetheart. I don't know. I don't know what's going on. Oh, for crying out loud, she knows exactly what's going on. She's been hiding her period and putting socks in her underwear. I found a pile of bloody socks yesterday and I confronted her about it, and to punish me, she made me crash the car. But apparently that wasn't enough, because today she tried to sabotage my interview by leaving a bloody tampon on the set, which almost ruined the entire day, which is exactly what she wanted. Children don't know how to manipulate like this, Michael. She's got you wrapped around her finger and you don't see it, but I do, and she's punishing me for seeing it. How long have you had your period? You are not 7 years old. Admit it, Prescott. You need to tell me the truth right now. How old are you? I'm not pretending she's a little girl anymore. Things need to change. Everything your father and I provide you with is a privilege. Moving forward, if you wish to receive privileges, you will have to earn them with good behavior and consistent completion of chores. Every day, you'll be responsible for a new set of chores. Today is cleaning the kitchen. You may now be dismissed. I said you may now be dismissed. We also have a new system of punishment in place that escalates every time you disobey. This is level one. I am asking you politely to stand with your nose against the wall and think about your choices. I'm not scared of you, you know. But daddy is. He didn't tell you he lost his job, did he? You do not want to see what this website says about lying Natalia. Michael is the one in line. His store closed. He's known for months. Natalia, go take a walk around the block. Dad's home. A little mail for you here, Chris. Also, something from Homeland Security.