Her older brother was teasing her and she totally overreacted.
Then, because I told her to quit being so dramatic (and yes, I did yell at her brother too) she told me I was unfeeling and was basically an awful person.
Tonight both of my children are mad at me.
So, even though today I drove them both to school, picked them both up from school, washed their clothes, drove her to dance, took him to a friends, made them both nutritious meals, helped them with homework and did a long day’s work to ensure they have a nice place to live and food on the table?
I am still, in their eyes, a bad person.
I. Give. Up.
Anyone want to run away with me? I need to escape my kids right now.
I’m thinking some place tropical where there are drinks with umbrellas.
And maybe cabana boys too.