Ravings of a Lunatic…or am I just the Mom of a 4.5 Year old?

Some days I think the little monkey is trying to kill me. Not like kill me, kill me, like with a knife, but mind-fuck me until I just give up. I’ve tried not to rant and rave lately because I’m doing a pretty job of being cool, calm and collected, but today I was not any… Continue reading Ravings of a Lunatic…or am I just the Mom of a 4.5 Year old?