I took my kids outside to play in the snow and my son wanted to make a snowman. Ok. It ended up volcano snowman because we couldn't make balls. He wanted to put a carrot and hat on him. No big deal right? My husband yelled at him over the hat. Wtf? Really. It's a fucking hat. I'm not really happy right now. I think it's a complete and total overreaction. It made my baby so sad. :'( I made the volcano actually go off though to compromise. Hat or baking soda and vinegar with red dye?! I think we know who won this battle.
Does anyone else have days where the stupidest thing sets off world war 3?
My man gets like that sometimes. I just let it slide and talk to him after the girls are in bed. Sometimes I get like that. My oldest is in time-out right now for barging in on me while I was in the crapper.