Obviously Shooting For Perfect

A few days ago I went upstairs to gather some laundry and walked into my 9 year olds room.  On the floor, charging, is his ipod.  Next to the ipod is a Sonic cup half full of a Blue Coconut slush.  My blood starts boiling a tiny bit , because these kids are not allowed to bring anything but water upstairs.  This is  not a new rule, people!  I decide I'm taking his prized possession, the ipod, for the night.

I take the ipod and hide it in my super secret place....which changes all the time....and then I can't find what I've hidden from the kids.  Oops!

When Mason comes in after playing outside...I asked him if he knew what I found upstairs and he looked at me like he didn't have a CLUE what I could be talking about.  I told him that I found the slushie upstairs and that he would have to lose his ipod for the night.  He proceeded to flip out a little and told me that things don't always have to be perfect.  Uhh...who's shooting for perfect?  I would just like to have 3 steps from disgusting....that's all I'm asking!  While he is having his little fit I say "What else would you like to lose for the night?"  And I hear him say under his breath "YOU."  Isn't he precious?  I do the old "what did you say?"  And of course he says "nothing." 

We are at the beginning of the end here.  He is slowly (but surely) becoming a pre-teen.