As I sit here upstairs totally relaxing white Dh deals with sd9 who has been whining like a baby all evening demanding this or that I can't help but giggle at sweet sweet disengagement. It has been my salvation! Sd9 is whining and crying because she wants to wear shorts tommorow and Dh said no. It's going to be way too cold tommorow for shorts. She is crying hysterically as usual. Exhausting drama queen. Dh gets to endure all of it. I just ignore, tune out, and let him bask in all the brattiness that he helped to create.