Today is a crappy day.

I woke to it pouring rain outside. I get Jennah up to start our day, and she has a slow pokey start, So I get her breakfast, make her lunch and tell her to get dress as I’m making it. She picks an outfit out, then puts the shirt on(one she’s worn lots) and desides that she’s not liking it and what else do I have to wear.. Oh my let me tell you! She has this way of just knowing how to push that button with me. And it’s with the little things she does to pick at something to make it a bigger problem than it is. So if I pick a shirt, I’m in trouble, if I tell her she doesn’t have to wear that spesific shirt, I’m in trouble. If I put my foot down with her and get stern she has an even bigger attitude. :S I feel so sad inside when I have these out bursts with her. I just wanna curl up in a ball and cry. :( View the rest of this entry…