Will It Get This Bad?

As Wally held Benjamin's hand down the stairs of our deck headed to our car, Ben heard the church bells ringing and said, "I'm not going to church." Wally failed to tell me this until after the service was over. When we pulled up to church, from the backseat we heard, "I'm not getting out!" He started banging on the car window and repeating the mantra, "I'm not going to church." We finally got him into church where he was good for the most part except when he told me I wasn't his mother and that he didn't want to see me. Apparently, I am the bad guy.

When I saw the following report on the news, at first, I was comforted thinking "not my kid" which quickly turned into fear as thoughts turned to, "will it get this bad?":
http://www.examiner.com/x-2812-Road--Driver-Examiner~y2009m7d30-Video-7yearold-steals-car-to-skip-church
Is this what we have to look forward to?

Church and Children

This Sunday as Wally and I sat in church and Ben was acting like an angel. I thanked God for the small blessing but I spoke to soon...

During the "Our Father" and right before peace, Ben started whining, grunting and pointed towards the back of the church. Wally and I both asked several times what it was and what he was pointing at that he seemed to want us to recognize so badly. Frustrated with him for not communicating with us better, I said, "Benjamin use your words. You know how to speak." As the church was silent, Ben screams, "OUTSIDE!" -- and not just once but what seemed to be like a hundred times in a row. Wally then turns to me and says, "Are you happy Jenn? He used his words."