So I still have my eyebrows. I sat on my hands quite a bit.
The trip though? Not so good. Let's just say we came home two days early.
My parents would have enjoyed a visit with just Kiel and Rich. Me and Noah, not so much.
We don't see eye to eye on how we are raising/disciplining Noah.
I think he scares them.
I need to vent a little. If you'll indulge me I'm going to share some of my thoughts from last week over the next couple days. I had my laptop with me so I did a bit of writing while we were driving.
So, with that in mind, I think I'm going to make this a week of messed up mother and/or father and daughter posts. If any of you want to share and make me feel a little less alone, feel free to do so in the comments or send me an email to post.
Part 1 coming soon.