NOT a Happy Camper - part 2

So, the saga continues with my daughter carrying on with the crocodile tears. She should know by now that her fake crying doesn't do anything to help her get her way, if anything it makes me mad.

I think I may have my "out". I have an appointment with the chiropractor tomorrow morning. I've scheduled it at a time I know my husband won't be around, so I'll have to take her with me. I know I'm going to get ripped on by the doc, it's been too long since you've been here, yada yada. Besides, my neck is so screwed up I wonder how I hold my head up somedays.

So, I stand firm on my previous post - come hell or high water I AM NOT CAMPING OUT!