What exactly is it about my children that can send me from being a relatively calm, normal human being, into a screaming mindless banshee?
Oh yes.
The very existence of the little buggers.
And I quote
"Mom, he looked at me"
"Did not"
"Mom, hes trying to get me in trouble"
"Shes drinking right out of the water cooler"
"Hes tattling"
"I am not. Shes gross."
I could go on. By why should I inflict my insanity on you? Oh. Because I can.
And the dogs just add to it. Im sure if I could speak woofer, I would hear nearly the same conversation from our two dogs.
Can vodka be a hobby?
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