You know the evening isn't going well when you walk into the kitchen, hear the cat meow and find yourself yelling, "Just give it a rest, O.K? Just give it a freaking rest."
Nobody said parenting would be easy but damn I hate meting out punishments that break their hearts. It doesn't matter if I know that I have to do it….I just hate it. I want to cry like a wounded animal too.
I ended up eating triscuits for dinner last night.
They tasted pretty good.