Family Day. And a mild feeling of Drowning in Overwhelm. We needed to get some photos printed for a hearing of sorts for the partially functioning house we moved into in late September. We also had an open house to attend, because … well, I have no idea … or maybe I do. Or something….
Argh! GAH! EEAAARRRRRGGGHHHHH! I may have mentioned it before, but sometimes children are exteremly annoying and trying, and, quite frankly, do my fucking head in. This time – like most times – Monkey Boy was at it. Domineering his younger brother and demanding he do stuff. The stuff that is my job to tell him…
Tanties from 6year old escalated to point of near death and he was sent to his room (again) and reminded (again) that he was missing dinner due to his behaviour. He was entitled to an apple and a peanut butter sandwich, to be eaten as far away as possible from me, preferably somewhere in China….