Mirth

I don't know why this is called mirth, I just found it funny. Olivia had a Christmas program at school, so Danielle took the kids to and from school. I made their lunch upon their return and had some milk. I used a plastic cup and Jacob yelled at me. He said to use a glass, not a cup, that it is his cup, I have to use a glass and so on. Since he said that it was his cup, I asked if I could borrow it. He said "Sure!" so I was like, then why was this an issue in the first place? That's the most interesting thing that happened today. Darren came home and played out back with the kids for a while. Then he had to go make phone calls for work so he went out front and I had to run interference. As soon as one or the other parent is in the vicinity but not in direct line of sight, Olivia has a fit. She lost her mind, and then she would get over it, and then start whining and crying again, and then forget, and then start again. Ultimately she was sent to her room, which just makes it worse because then she screams. And I sent Jacob to his room because I watched him drag an upside down Rubbermade tub thing that is to keep the trains in, to use as a stool to reach the kitchen counter and he was trying to get at the knives in the butcher block. ... Yeah...

xoxo, Travvy