No I did not literally poop myself. I just lost it on the kids. Is it
really too much to ask for 5 minutes of not being hit in the face with indoor
snowballs? Apparently it is. Worst part is that I freaked out, yelled,
cursed (maybe a little), stomped my feet and yelled some more like a real crazy
person (almost wish I had a video of it). Seriously, if I acted like that
in public or at my office I would have been sent for counseling
immediately and probably kicked out of the Coast Guard for mental instability, but here at home,
kids just either look at me like I am crazy or even worse, laugh. Now I just feel like an idiot. Losing my crap= now feeling like a crappy
mom. Nice job!
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