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Tears

Sitting here with tears running down my face.  Luke just won't stop crying.  I let him cry for 20 minutes then went and got him. Gave him some teething tablets and medication,  He is refusing his bottle.  I let him hang out with me downstairs and he was happy for a moment and then started acting like he was being stabbed.  He doesn't want to be held. I can tell he is exhausted   Meanwhile Andrew was refusing to go to sleep.  Lee is at a church meeting.  He worked late came home just in time to eat say good night to the kids and then he left.   It has been a long day.  Morning started out super chaotic  The little boys were in and out of their car seats four times in four hours.  It doesn't help that I slipped on the ice yesterday and I am tired and sore.

Just got in an online discussion with somebody about women and education.  She thought I was wrong I thought she was.  So I just quit commenting.  There were other issues we were discussing.  She told me I was whining and complaining and wasn't doing anything to change the situation.  I think I am just done fighting a losing battle.  She is still wrong.  :)

So the end of the story.  Luke finally quit crying around 10:15 right as Lee walked through the door. 

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