Possession
Today, I find myself wondering if my kids are possessed. Maybe they are just brats. Either way, I want to pull my hair out! The constant fighting might just be enough to finally send me over the edge. We went to Chick-fil-A as a distraction. Normally, I am able to read the newspaper while they play. After Chloe kept hitting her bigger & much taller sister, we made a beeline for the door. Well, the last resort has happened. I bought them some Play-doh & shape cutters at Wal-Mart. I am keeping my fingers crossed, but I am sure they will be fighting over the same thing again soon. Is it naptime yet? Sigh. I love their little guts & one day will miss these times. They grow so fast!
I am all for playdough ground into carpet if it gives at least a few moments of sanity.
I honestly don’t know if my sanity will ever be restored! I used to be hyper, organized & put together. Now there is always chaos! Sometimes it is even controlled chaos.
Take out the hyper and me too.
Now I have to self induce hyper with coffee & espresso!