Okay, some days I have those moments where the kids are sweet and working together, there's a ton of laughter and everyone minds. I wish those days could be everyday. But kids are HARD!
I swear that I wake up each morning with a limited amount of patience, and throughout the day the children play a game. They take turns chipping away at that patience and the who takes out the last piece wins. Today I think Reagan and Piper tied.
I think every once in a while the kids decide that they haven't tested the limits lately to see if they're still good. Couldn't they at least give me the courtesy of taking turns instead of ganging up on me at the same time?
I love my children.
I love my children.
I think I'm just going to keep saying that until my sanity returns. So, another what, 17 years or so?
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