Yes, I was sick of my kids after 12 days of no break

Our last night in Lajolla we finally took the kids to the toy store that I had been promising them all week and out for some Mexican food. It was perfect weather to be out walking around and of course they went back and forth over which toys to get with their hard earned money. They all seemed happy with their choices until the next morning when we are in the middle of loading the car and both the boys had meltdowns about their toys. Both of their problems they claimed were my fault. Hunter was convinced he had put a do-it-yourself rubber band ball on the checkout counter and Ben was angry because I had made him choose the less expensive and smaller set of those stick things you can see in his hand. He was sure this was the reason why he was not an expert at them already. Feeling not at all sorry for my boys, i continued packing the car while yelling at them about being ungrateful for what they got. Needless to say, we didn't leave on the happiest note and after a lengthy 5 hours I was more than happy to drop them all off with my Mom and Isaac, run home for 10 minutes and shower and change and meet up with friends for dinner while Dustin slaved away at work;)