Lord, give me patience.
I mean, I am usually a VERY patient person. I'm good with kids.....and a pretty decent mother. I will sit there and smile, nod, and pretend to be interested in whatever the boys have to say.
the last two days have seen me like this:
Their room is a mess. They keep annoying each other, poking each other, following each other around............and then yelling "Moooooooooom!!"
Last night, I laid down in bed. Jesse laid down next to me. I looked at him and said "[profanity]". He laughed and said "Take your Ambien and in 20 minutes, all will be right with the world."