Throwing A Fit
Noah Singleton was throwing a fit and nothing his mother said or did could calm him down. "I wanna go to school with Violet! Why can't I?"
He had already asked some iteration of this question a hundred times. Jennica sighed. Sometimes she wondered if she needed to separate those two more often for their own good. But Keeley was like her sister so of course she wanted to spend time with her whenever possible.
Her son had gotten used to having Violet and Kaleb over for nine hours a day over the past couple of months when Aaron was working and Keeley was laid up in bed. He had thrown a fit the day after they went back to staying at home all day too, asking why they couldn't just move into their house permanently.
Going to a different school for a couple of years would probably be good for them. Noah was perfectly skilled at getting along well with other children; the problem was that he only ever wanted 'pretty Violet.'