OT - A shot of jager and a cigarette {rant}
RNY on 06/11/12
Lucky my girls are grown. The youngest is 17. They all work but I remember those days. I used to get tired of the bickering and I would separate them. They all had to go into separate rooms of the house and not interact with each other when they were at their worse or If I just couldn't take it. Each room had some sort of Electronics they could play with and most times the youngest would curl up on the couch and fall asleep and take a good nap. I kept them appart all day and then after dinner things were much calmer.