It has been a bad week all the way around the wonderful world of mom. It started with me asking the kids to do something and them saying "no" which went over like a lead balloon. A massive blow up later I was officially the meanest most hated mom in the world.
I am considering sending them to live with their father...a fate worse than death I'm sure. But while fighting the urge to kill them myscelf I fear he would not have the same restraint so I did the next best thing, I asked my parents to take them for awhile.
I wonder how lolng it will be before I miss them and am no longer considered the meanest mom ever.