Soph just said to me: You're a freakin' pain in the ass.
This after I picked every last pea out of her bowl of alphabet soup. I give up. It's Friday night, and I'd like nothing better than to be alone, with my book and my pajamas. Alas, even that is not to be.
She and Jimmy are having serious sibling rivalry issues tonight--and she screeches everytime he even looks at her, and just now she smacked the shit out of him with her pink fairy wand.
I need a vacation.
Today's best thing about being a mom:
French braids and overalls (on her--not me)
Today's worst thing about being a mom:
The hours and the pay suck.