Not much going on here, I'm just very frustrated with children, the last few days have made me question my choices to become a parent. Let's just say the word naughty doesn't cover it. Well, someone is screaming, so I have to go take care of that.
Of course, I write this and than go over to Annie's page and feel like an ass, I really should just be happy we're all healthy and alive and not dealing with such traumas. I need to just suck it up, but somedays it seems like that really is a unrealistic goal.