Being a working parent is hard, but sometimes being at work actually gives you the quiet time and break you need. Today, for instance, nobody at work yelled at each other [especially in front of everybody else] because they didn't like the way the other person looked at them. Nobody pushed each other either. And when somebody asked me for something, and I asked them to please wait a minute, they actually did. And when they actually did, they didn't complain about it.
All those truths went out the window tonight, when we all got home. The girls eventually calmed down and got along all over again, but for a few minutes before dinner I am pretty sure both Lionel and I wished we had just stayed late at work.
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