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!