Sunday, January 27, 2008
I don't know how it happened. I woke up this morning perfectly fine. I helped my beautiful wife get ready for work, took Little sister to bed with me because she started crying shortly before I got back to sleep.
But everything was fine.
Somehow, sometime, it snuck up on me though. It was a slow creeping feeling. Or did it just suddenly hit? I'm not sure, but I got struck by the grumpies.
The all out, leave me alone, stop talking to me grumpies.
Unfortunately, when you have two children you don't get to indulge in the need to be alone.
At this point, no matter how I try to be patient and reasonable, everything either little girl does just gets on my nerves. It's all I can do not to yell at every move they make. And I suppose I didn't do a very good job of it.
At least it's bed time.
Big sister, I love you, but good night.
Tomorrow I'll try to be better.