Friday, Mar. 08, 2019 - 2:36 p.m.

We went to an amusement park as a reward for E doing some potty training stuff yesterday. Q was bored the whole time and disturbed by the train whistle.

Stopped at a restaurant before coming home, giant clusterfuck. Q wanted to try the place but wasn’t comfortable with where they seated us (a very good spot for us actually, in theory) and wanted them to reseat us or move us or whatever but they were busy and we weren’t going to ask that of them. So she wailed and sobbed and cried loudly and yelled at us all through dinner. It didn’t even end there but I don’t have the energy to write about it.

I’m tired.

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