Why must weekends equate to fighting in this house. I swear every single Saturday or Sunday Skittles and I get into it about something. Sometimes it's something big, sometimes small. But, always something.
Today's post will be short. Laundry, painting, school work, and grocery shopping will consume my day. *I will also find time to do something with the girls*
Oh, and fighting.
Joy.
4 years ago
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