the eugene bean

Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn. I am totally annoyed and aggravated and ticked off and it's all because of 2 kids that I willingly gave birth to and for the life of me I can't remember why. For the past 2 weeks they have been little animals. Fighting over scraps at the table, snarling and growling at each other, breaking things, stomping around, shoving, pushing, yelling, and crying. It's fucking ridiculous. Last night E was awful, Ty got so mad during tooth brushing that he threw the toothbrush down into the sink and broke it right in half. E's response was to hysterically cry- great, hiccuping sobs- until he was calm enough to ask if he could get a battery powered toothbrush at the store that brushed his teeth for him since Meany Dad broke his. J has been trying to control the world in his passive aggressive manner, pouting and whining when he doesn't get his way.

I am disgusted. And disappointed.