I'm having a rough one today. My throat hurts from screaming at my children. Yes, screaming. Judge away, if you must. I don't care. I'm sure most of you have more control than I do, but I've reached my breaking point. I repeatedly told my children to stay away from the blinds and the curtains but they just won't listen. Apparently while I was out of the room trying to get something accomplished, they found a marker under the couch and proceded to draw on the blinds, window, couch, lamp shade, pillows, couch again, their outfits, hands and finally their faces. I was too enraged to take pictures, and I'm sure I'll regret that. So much to do and I can't do anything. I'm so frustrated and sick of all of it. I love my children, but I'm going insane. An honest post from me.