Monday, November 12, 2007

AAARRRRGH!

My oldest came home from school, and immediately started complaining about finishing his project/doing his homework. The youngest starting screaming and throwing a fit because we had to go inside.
Once inside and after acting like a complete psychopath (the only way a 7 year old with Pokemon brain and a tantrum throwing 3 year old listens) we begin the project. I stand up to get the glitter glue, bend down to pick it up, wail my head on the corner of the drawer- scream-and my oldest sits there staring. No concern, nothing. I start yelling at him about asking why he isn't asking if I'm ok- to walk in on my youngest after he decided to drop trou (aka trousers) and pee pee all over the floor.
Damn kids!!! It makes me want to yank my ovaries out with a fork through my navel.

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