As it turns out my girls are all very different. My middle child is very, very, very challenging at times and likes it that way. She is the one that knows more than any person she knows and at the old age of 13 is going to tell us all how it is and how it should be. This morning that is all she did, at the top of her lungs, to anyone that would listen and anyone who was trying not to listen....I love her spirit, but I wish that spirit would take a break occasionally.
This morning she decided to yell at her sister for making peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for lunch. As it turns out there is no lunch meat and she didn't have a choice. Apparently when you are 13 this is unfair. She said it wasn't her fault and she should not be punished for there not being any lunch meat in the house. Since I would have to drive 24 miles to the store to buy the lunch meat I told her she would have to live with what we had. She again told me that was not fair. Oh well, I guess she needs to learn that life isn't fair. Besides, we didn't have the money for lunch meat and I ate many peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for lunch. I think I have created spoiled children...
As I sat listening to this tirade all morning all I could think of is "I think I will pull my hair out, since soon it will all be gray anyway!"
Until Next Time
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