I just woke up to the sound of my 11 year old nephew inconsolable and screaming at the top of his lungs at his widowed mom (my sister): "Get out! Do it! I'm warning you! Go now!"

I assume this has something to do with breakfast. Don't ask me how I know that.

Edit: yep he had a brownie mug for breakfast and also wanted a popsicle and she said no. This escalated into him hitting her, too. He's fine now. She's fine now?