I wish I was the parent I dreamed I would be, but alas not in our household.

I currently refer to myself as the 'Screaming Banshee', as it seems I spend most of my day yelling to
a: Get the attention of Miss 3 1/2 yr old who zones out when I need her to do something ie: get dressed in the morning
b: Telling the twins off for trashing my kitchen (this means helping themselves to whatever food they can find and then throwing the rest all over the floor
c: Trying to get Miss 3 1/2 to stop with the constant interrogations, whinging, whining, sulky and general 'doing my head in'

and I'm sure there are more that I could add but I've just cooked dinner and like very night, try to serve them up good food which ends up on the floor so my brain is fryed for the day...