My children are now physically better, but their behavior is at the atrocious stage. ATROCIOUS. This part of the recovery from illness entails a hell of a lot of screaming (from them) because I dare to do things like require them to brush their teeth and eat in a chair rather than on my lap. OH, THE INJUSTICE.
But I don't want to talk about that, I don't want to think about it, and God knows I don't want to deal with it anymore. So here are some pictures of the demons from a happier time.
One of the many dichotomies of parenthood: Loving your children so much, and yet wanting equally as much to run away from them. Well, almost equally.
They look like angels here! Mary in MN
ReplyDeleteI'd love to be able to get into their heads, particularly Cubby's, so I could figure out the reasoning behind their outfit accessorizing choices. Such creativity and imagination.
ReplyDeleteHang in there, mom!