Yeah, hi! So I don’t know about you but I’ve been so swamped that I seriously don’t know which way is up. It seems like every single blessed day is jam packed with so much activity. And the last couple weeks were the worse, worst, worstest? Between getting ready to go to Las Vegas, coming [...]
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This is one of those, ‘I’m SO not prepared for this’ posts. I just want to bang my head on the table in frustration. She refuses to listen to my suggestions, argues with me about what the teacher wants, and just generally whines about the HORRIBLENESS of homework. Plus, she’s whining about [...] I’m trying to decide whether to give you the long version or the short version. Or the medium short version. Or the semi-long version. How much time have you got? Well I’ll give you the semi-medium long version because you’re probably skimming anyway. Ok, here goes, just a bit of back story first. Honey bunny [...] The husband and I do a fairly decent job of dividing up tasks related to the children. Well, all tasks if you get right down to it. So when he has to go out of town for any reason & for any length of time it throws the whole system out of whack. It’s not just me that feels [...] I swear to you the last couple weeks I’ve had these periods of intense anxiety where I feel as if I’m forgetting to do something or be somewhere. Like I’ve left my child unattended in a shopping mall or I’ve left the curling iron plugged in & on high. I begin to panic, frantically look [...] And, yet again, I forgot to take photographic evidence of the disaster area that I like to refer to as home. Although, I would have had to take 6 pictures as evidential proof since there were 6 rooms in our house that needed cleaning. Let me list them for you now: The Living Room Think Abbott & Costello. You know, how Costello would say ‘I’m a bad boy, a bad, bad boy’. Or maybe you don’t know…. Probably I lost a couple of you on the reference. Google it, wikipedia it, search it you won’t have any trouble finding lots of fascinating bits of information. Moving on, this is not to say that [...] Would that explain a few things? Like the fact that she always looks like a raga-muffin child. Yes, on occasion, I let her pick out the clothes she wants to wear; I’m tired of arguing with her. I think I might have finally learned how to pick my battles…. Please see the following: Example A: If ever proof were need that I have completely lost my mind, then this is it. I have agreed to let Honey bunny have a SLEEPOVER birthday party! We’re talking about a bunch of 7-8 yr olds. running around my house screeching, jumping up and down, “singing” their favorite Hannah Montana songs, and whatever else [...] Yes, it’s true. I’m sorry to have to say it but I had a temper tantrum last week. I just couldn’t take it any more. I reached my limit. I was physically, mentally, emotionally unable to control my temper. Why? I wish I knew. I’ve been asking myself that question constantly. I suppose I could chalk it [...] 
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