Today was one of those days where everything that could possibly go wrong did and then a few more stupid things happened just to cap off the pure stupidity.
The result of this was exhaustion, frustration and admittedly mediocre-to-poor parenting.
The only way to deal with this is to call my mom and make her swear up and down that she had days like these, too. She said she did, and, hey, I’m not too screwed up, right?
Right?