Worst Part of the Day - IMP is just having a time of it. He just is naughty and miserable and LOUD in his crying. I really can't wait to get him a tich older and through some of this sh*t. It's soooo hard to keep my cool in the face of this one a half year old TERROR. I must admit that it can be funny - but then again after pulling him off the table for the ninth time, it ceases to be all that amusing.
Best Part of the Day - It was the moment that I sat down with my dinner and put in the next DVD of Buffy. The kiddos were bathed and in bed, my parents were out to dinner and I sighed and relaxed.
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