It must be said that the name indicates their distinct communication style.
Firing the one question or statement after the other, reacting violently, shoot-first-ask-questions-later (or not at all...), intimidation...
It can drive me nuts.
It's 9 o'-clock and I'm in bed with my clothes still on, no way in hell will I get back up to change into my pajamas or even brush my teeth.
I'm that tired...
I even phoned downstairs to the husband if he would make me a cup of tea (which he did, thankyouhusband).
Son#3 has a school concert tomorrow at school, and again in the evening and then again on Wednesday evening.
He cries a lot so I think he is pooped too.
It's a bit much for a 4 year old.
Son#2 is being bullied at school again, and Son#1 and I scratch-scratch our way through conversations-fights-humour-and-threats.
First, sleep.
Tomorrow will take care of itself.
It has to - I'm simply too useless.
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