Not the best of days

I'll be honest. Today was a rough day. Actually, for the 6-1/2 hours that the kids were gone, it was fine. Then they came home and things got ugly. They wanted no part of that nasty word: responsibility. I know they are still adjusting to routine, and I don't mind gentle reminding, but when I have to remind them that I've already reminded them once, I get a little less pleasant. My personal "favorite" moment was when I asked JC to get me some hangers from her closet and she rolled her eyes at me. Seriously?!!!! She is eight years old! AGH!!!!! On the upside, tomorrow is another day!