Oh, geez. I can't even imagine. Right now they're fighting over a butterfly balloon. Yes, a BALLOON. The angst, the (one-sided) tears... I need earplugs. And a therapist. *g*
Hey, a balloon is nice. That's good angst. When you have to send your husband out to buy Plan B because you're out of town and parenting is needed, that's not good angst. Enjoy the balloon angst. SERIOUSLY.
Short trip? (Always was for me as they had me on the verge of crazy on a moment to moment basis. Fortunately they have all grown up and I am off my meds...)
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