Coal

Pretty sure if Santa stopped by the house today, she'd get nothing but coal... and deservedly so. It's really hard to describe just how frustrated and mad she has had EM and I at different times this weekend. It's also hard to believe that for all we do to make her life better she at times seems hell bent on making ours worse. I know it can't be intentional at her age, but there are times when I can't be so sure. And for all the yelling and threatening and disciplining that goes on during a weekend like this, I'm sure when she's a head-strong, hormonal teen I'll look back on all of this as being a cakewalk. But for now, if I could get away with it, I would like to return all her gifts and cancel Christmas.

-ED

PS - As if all this weren't bad enough, EM's birthday was this weekend. Happy-freaking-birthday, baby.