devil child

Being the oldest of five kids, there is always going to be at least one "devil child". In my family, that child would be the youngest; Matthew. Around the house he is destructive, minipulative and will not move a muscle until he gets what he wants. He drives my Mom absolutely insane. He recently went through a phase that he thought everything was going to get him sick, that he was going to throw up and die. he was terrified of throwing up, he wouldnt even go to the doctor. So when it came time to get a shot, my mom tried to bribe him. Being that he was learning about birds in school and really interested, my mom said if he went she would get him a bird. They came home with two. And now they do not shut up, as if we need more noise in our house. He is so bad at home, destroying everything, skateboarding, rollerblading and even riding his bike throughout the house. No wonder there's skid marks all over. But, on move in day i realized hes not really a devil deep down. With my car packed up and only the front seat open, i walked outside to see him buckled in. Being that he is only 9, hes too small to sit there so my dad made him get up, and he started to cry. That made me realize that the act he puts on isn't real...and that made me cry. And it makes me realize how much i miss the caios and craziness that goes on in my home. And how i would do anything for each and everyone of them.