Well, I'm out of ideas. I'm sick of crying everyday. I'm exhausted from the late night fights. And to top it all off, I was told last night that it's all my fault.

Hubby did admit his 'total focus' is his girls when they come out for the summer. At least he FINALLY sees that. That's my "family time" he says. (what about the other 300 some odd days of the year??)

However, everything would be just fine if I would accept this and go along, according to him. I guess I need a season pass to daddyland!!!!