I think I can...

make it one more day? maybe?

I think Audrey knows where my limits are now, and she's been pushing them further and further each day this week. Yesterday seemed to be the worst of it, with her slapping my face, kicking me in the stomach (and I've got enough of that on the inside from this little boy, thanks!) and she would laugh at me when I tried to get her to stop and listen. You wouldn't guess that she was two, would you.

Ammon will be home tomorrow and he will know he has been missed very much. I don't know if I can handle another 4 days of this next week, but I hope I can find the strength and patience to do it.