I think my forehead has been wrinkled most of the day today... not good. I'm just begging for early wrinkles this way.
Eden was TERRIBLE today. No, really, she was terrible. She whined all the live long day and by the time Johnny got home from school and the two of them started fighting about everything I was ready to scream and throw things. Why don't two-year-olds get the message when you say, "I can't TAKE YOUR WHINING ANYMORE!!!!"
Seems pretty clear to me.
I think I have finally finished the scrapping kit I've been working on. Even named it (yay me) Spring is a Girl.