Have you ever felt like every parenting moment is a battle?
That the little crabby not cooperative person is going to make you absolutely insane?
Have you ever honestly considered sticking them in a box and shipping them off to another family member somewhere far from you?
Today was full of battles...both literal and figurative.
Jaron decided that he was going to be selfish and crazy.
He was uncooperative and threw a fit for over an hour over stuff.
We are working on not being greedy.
We are working on giving as well as getting.
We are fighting alot...so far the parents are winning...but there were moments today.
Moments that I felt like giving in and saying "fine...okay:"
We persevered...we conquered...we made it through
I'm ready for bed!