Friday

I have no clue where to begin. I think I will just do this by days in stages. Friday was good. I was off all morning to pack and load the car for our trip to my sisters. Mission accomplished. I also got my toes done,which made me happy. We left around lunch and the kids slept almost all the way there. Cohen decided to get into the dog pool, not surprised. He became a stinker and eventually dove into it. He was covered in gunk and God knows what, he was also stung by a bee. Bubba is allergic so I was worried but he was fine. Fast forward to bedtime...

Cohen screamed and kicked and did the alligator roll and screamed some more. I thought I'd lose my mind. I felt horrible because it wasn't my house and he was disturbing everyone. He finally fell asleep when I told him uncle Dennis was coming. That kid is scared of NO ONE, why he is of Dennis I have no clue but it worked and that's all that matters. I'm so sick and tired of the bedtime drama. It's exhausting and frustrating and ridiculous. All in all the day went well.