Big, Fat Liar

Honestly, when I tell the 8 yo boy that we will have to walk to school this morning instead of riding his bike because there are supposed to be really bad rain storms this afternoon, why does he argue? Does he think I have nothing better to do that lie to him about the weather? Or maybe I have nothing else to do but to sit around and make up stories to tell them and things to do to make their lives miserable?

*SIGH* Walking to school now...at least the dog is happy to walk.