Monday, April 19, 2010



That is what I call it.

Emphasis on the "endo".

As in, ass over end. Oh.

There are moments throughout a day, sometimes too many moments, that E starts crying, screeching, WAILING, or just barking at the neighbors, and it is loud.

I'm sorry, LOUD!

As in, SO LOUD, it is an assault on anyone within earshot.


And sometimes, sometimes, M gets in on it. And they start trying to crawl up each other's butts and they pinch and snatch and push each other (awwww, siblings!♥) and the screaming just grows and grows into this crazy crescendo until I start YELLING AT EVERYBODY and the mail lady happens by to hear it all and I LOOK LIKE THE BAD GUY.


CyberLizard said...

I hate it when people see you at that final point and make judgements on you as a parent. Everyone hits that point. If they say they don't they're either lying or on valium!

Dani_Zaz said...

You are never so visible as you are when you are at the end of your rope. If only people would judge us on our best day.

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