This afternoon has been hard. 

Middle Boy has been texting me non-stop and he is having a rough day.  I get the emotion that is going on with him, but the things he is texting me are driving me crazy.

At one point this afternoon I was in the aisle at the grocery store crying, because I literally couldn't figure out what to buy for dinner.  Then all I could think about was how it wasn't just tonights dinner and the boys are such picky eaters and no one likes the same thing and I was a hot mess.

No other way to describe it.