So day after day, it's the same thing right. Today right after I prayed for breakfast, which I prayed for extra patience and that I wouldn't kill the boys today, this is what happened:
Jack spilled his cereal bowl and all the milk. No use crying over spilled milk, right? Then Norman starts crying and throws his sippy cup onto the floor. It was the kind that leaks, so now there is OJ all over. Norman continues to cry and stand up in his seat.
And tomorrow, I get to do the same thing all over again, joy.
1 comment:
Do hang in there sis. You're a wonderful mother and kids just have their days. See you Thursday!
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