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2.07.2009
Mommy Dearest
I lost it. We're about to head out the door for date night. The dog peed on the floor. In several places. L freaked out about not being able to do her own hair. ("K from my class can do her own hair in braids and I can't.") O stood at the door with his coat on for over 20 minutes. N wouldn't allow anybody to dress her or do her hair as she run amok, screaming. I blew a gasket. Now, I'm blogging. They just headed to the van. I best join them. Mommy Dearest.
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2 comments:
Eek! Never fun!!! Hope the rest of the night was better than this!
Oh honey - sometimes its all just too much I'm sure. (Hugs)) Hope the evening redeemed itself.
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