Tonight was kind of a tough night.

Sophie is doing okay, but she's a puppy and we are supposed to be keeping her from running, jumping, and licking herself. Uh...that's all she ever does except eat, pee, and poop.

Middle Boy tapped her with his foot, but I called it kicking and he FLIPPED OUT. He cried. He cussed. He yelled at me. Completely over the top. He sent me a text telling me I should just get rid of him and take in another kid, because he is "easy to replace".

He cried himself to sleep.

I hate nights like this.