Such an awesome week. Dealing with all the crap with Abby. Losing the dog. Trying to get things settled down.
We finally had Abby going to bed with a half hour or less of screaming. My parents offered to keep the girls for a few hours so we jumped at the chance. We came home after a nice dinner and a couple errands and turns out Grace was a little bit of a mind job... crying on and off. Abby started crying the minute we walked in the door because she "didn't want mommy and daddy". She continued crying all the way through bed time. After almost two hours of screaming in bed I lost my temper and went in and yelled. Now I feel like a shmuck.
Sometimes life just plain sucks.