Usually I love homeschooling; these days I'm rethinking my position.
The princess is screeching, the smiling child is in tears, the middle child is questioning everything I say.
It's HOT and we're pretty much stuck inside for most of the day. It's too hot to take them to the pool; cause the pool has no shade, and like I said, it's HOT. We'd all be burned to a crisp within minutes.
The man I married suggested just throwing in the towel and going to the movies. That would be great except for the fact that I can't reward the awful behavior that's going around. We're in a quandary.
The teen (bless his heart) says that I need a trip to Starbucks. Now, lest you think that the teen is being supportive and sensitive; he just wants to drive me there. He could just as easily suggested going to buy dog food - either way he wants to drive.
So, if you see me around, don't comment on the bald spots on my head. That's just where I've pulled out my hair in quiet desperation.
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