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The Wild Child cried when she saw the dinner I made tonight. I cried when I saw the mess they made in my bedroom. Everybody's mad at somebody (note that the hubs and I are not mad at each other), there's pinching and pushing going on, and refereeing round 2 and 3 is not leaving much time for fun stuff like this blog and catching up on Project Runway.

WC also was offended that I offered her a Little Debbie Easter Egg marshmallow thing. I was quite offended that she took one bite and didn't finish it, because they simply rock and only come round once a year and damn, I had to brave Big Lots to get them, and they are not waste-able.

Which by they way, I found tons of good stuff there in the health/beauty section. You should check it out.

But back to the topic- seems I am doing this parenting thing all wrong and I am about to give up and move to Bulgaria. Or the beach. Yeah, that's most likely a more pleasing choice.

Wonder if I can get wireless Internet at the beach???????