I took the girls to church today. Jake had to work 'cuz they're doing an inventory at the museum and all personnel were required to attend.
I hate dragging the girls to church by myself... I end up crabby and cantankerous. They spend the whole time whining about something (Gimme donuts, I don't want to go, stop brushing my hair, I hate these shoes, Daddy lets us play...), and I revert to "Mean Mommy". Which doesn't happen often, but when it does... Just walk away.
Oh, well. I took 'em. I needed to go, and so did they. We did it. We survived. They had fun.
I want a nap.
And so it goes.
3 months ago