Do you sometimes wish that your children could express just one desire without demanding or being reminded to ask nicely?  Do you wish they could calmly tell you what is wrong without wailing and howling like they were speared by a javelin?  Do you wish they wouldn’t follow you from room to room because, oh my goodness!  A kitchen! Who knew???  Do you wish they wouldn’t constantly walk in front you at a snail’s pace until you trip over them?  Do you wish they could, just once, not turn into a limp, weeping, puddle of ragdoll bemoaning their very existence in such a cruel, cruel world when you refuse to give them what they want?

Yeah. Me neither.