Rainbows and hollering.

I should have guessed by their mood this morning, but the girls were huge grouches.

Once we ate, they seemed better.

We got on the road shortly after talking with you.

After about an hour and a half, we arrived at Rainbow Springs State Park.

















The girls were not really interested in checking out the park.

Cue the real grouchiness.

I ignored Autumn. We walked around, but I would have stayed and done some swimming if the girl wouldn't have been such a sour puss.

We got back on the road.

We stopped around 1 pm to use the restroom, get gas and buy lunch.

Ten minutes or so later, Millie starts screaming bloody murder.

I thought there was a wasp or something in the car.

I get pulled over to discover that she spilled ranch on her arm.

Ranch on arm = screaming as if dying.

WHAT!!

Back on the road and the last hour of our trip, Autumn is screaming bloody murder.

I get pulled over again.

Millie threw a plastic water bottle so hard, I think it chipped Autumn's tooth.

I don't think it was unprovoked, but you cannot knock people's teeth out.

I completely lost it.

I yelled at Millie until I lost my voice.

I yelled at Autumn too.

She had also been ill behaved today.

I wanted to beat the tar out of Millie.

I was in no state of mind to do that.

Millie repeated over and over, "my apologies Autumn, my apologies."

These little (big) moments remind me how hard it is to be "on" all the time.

To have no down time.

You are the only parent 24 hours a day.

Meeting all their needs, constantly. Incessantly.

If I were to get a grade on my parenting skills based on today,

FAIL.

UTTER FAIL.

We are all home and in bed.

I'm exhausted.

58 days.