Mother of The Year

If I survive until Steve gets home without going crazy, then I am
pretty sure I should be nominated for mother of the year. I think I
have the world's grouchiest kids. And they were up and crabbing before
7 am. I hate it when that happens. It always, always, always leads to
an Abby meltdown at some point during the day. Today it was 10:30 am.
Then Abby got a straight trip to her room for a time out which
resulted in a 3 hour nap. So, to keep it interesting Olivia cried and
screeched for the first 2 1/2 hours of that nap. I got her to sleep
just in time for Abby to wake her up. Ugh... I am going to need some
personal time after today.