No scratch that. It's been one of those WEEKS! I think I lost my children somewhere on the commute home on Monday and picked up their evil tantrum throwing doppelgangers instead.
The whole week has been a whirlwind of tantrums, hitting, screaming, crying and it's only WEDNESDAY! Last night we put Justin to bed at 5:30 because he was throwing the hugest tantrum. He didn't want to take a bath, so he hit me and threw/splashed water all over the bathroom. Then when it was time to get out of the bath he threw himself onto the ground and started kicking me.
Tonight it was Dylan's turn to throw a hissy fit and get put to bed at 6:30. She cried the whole way home pretty much and then when we got home she was a little witch to her brother. She wouldn't leave him alone and attacked him when he tried to stand up to her for being a bully.
I'm totally lost with this. I don't know what to do with them. It seems like the smallest thing will set either one of them into a tailspin. Then I get angry, start yelling and just end up completely frustrated. The majority of the time they are the sweetest kids, but their brat factor completely trumps all of their cuteness.
I guess it's a good thing we restocked the wine rack over the weekend...I'm really going to need it by the time this week is over.