Gonna start shutting it down early because I've got to stop at Target on the way to picking up the kids from school. The middle one has a dance tonight, and the skirt she bought doesn't match the shirt she bought as well as she'd like, so I have to exchange it before we come home. Parenting, amiright?
Hazzuh!
Parenting *daughters.* I've never been cursed blessed with daughters.
I only have sons. Sons are easy.
Since I have been "blessed" by a pair of both, I respectfully disagree. They're all difficult.
Guess I got lucky. I never had to threaten to kill either of mine more than a couple of times, and I never had to make good on the threat. Mine were easy.
Or maybe it was that my wife is not a "wait until your dad gets home!" kinda mother, and I just missed all the fireworks. Carol's more of a "I already have a hole dug in the backyard, and I'll plant flowers over your bruised, bloody corpse!" kinda mom.