Today seemed like a day that was never going to end.  My son, whom is 2, just started the wonderful stage in which most professionals refer to as the "terrible two's."  Believe me...this is one stage that I truthfully wish I could skip all together.  He is the middle child and the only boy, so attention must be paid to him or else.  He started his day fine but then something must have snapped in him.  All of a sudden he started just doing random things to his 10 month old sister.  He was pinching, smacking and just pouncing things off her tiny little head.  So needless to say, it was a day complete with whining and crying.  Then, the jealous 7 year old walks through the door and the energy in the house just shifts.  She is way too jealous for me.  She feels the need to be the center of attention at all times.  So she starts opening all the doors on the cabinets that I have baby-proofed.  My son gets into the cleaning supplies and sprays window cleaner onto the baby's face.  So she starts crying. Then, the two older ones are laying on the couch kicking each other, fighting over snacks and just fighting over everything.  Sometimes I feel like pulling my hair out or just dropping them off at their father's house.  Just ring the doorbell and leave.  But then I sit there and think that with me they at least have a chance to be a child.  I let them play and really allow them just to be free.  That's the way that I was raised and I don't want them to have adult responsibilities.  It's a life that on occasion can drive you insane but I wouldn't want it any other way.