Our girls were at it again tonight – raising the decibel level to bloodcurdling levels and not always because they were fighting.  I think they’re doing it now because they know that we’ll react to it. 

And when we react, they have us right where they want us.  Sputtering, barely coherent parents with bug eyes and bursting headaches.  Ugh. Kids are so damn manipulative.

Whenever they act up, I dream of the day when Sophie and Chloe have children of their own. When our darling grandchildren drive my daughters to distraction.  And when my girls call us to complain about their children’s behavior, I’ll have a shit-eating grin on my face as I say (without much compassion at all), “Now you know what it was like for us!”