I feel like I am about to explode with rage!
DH has just set DS up on the patio table with paints and a book - no sheet or anything underneath to protect the table I so lovingly rub down and restain every summer!
DD is in bed resting as she tried to surf down the slide this morning after being told over and over not to do it or she would get hurt - and she did - just got to wait and see if anything swells or she starts to lose feeling in her toes!
And when I tell any of them off (not DH) they look at me like I am the biggest piece of shit they have ever encountered!
I know I have PMT And really need to do something about it as my reactions are soooo all over the place - first thing I did with DD was scream at her rather than comfort her because this constant battle to get them to understand that I don't just moan at them because I like the sound of my own voice is becoming just too much!