I'd like to think I have a handle on my kids. Sure, there are the occasional outbursts in public, sometimes so unbelievable that I pretend I'm the nanny, but for the more manageable ones I'm not opposed to public time outs and major ultimatums. ("If you don't knock it off I'm going to throw all of your toys away when we get home.")
But I'd say that more times than not, I'm in control. And yesterday during the first part of our trip to Home Depot, I still believed I had it goin' on. (I can't think of a worse place to bring kids than a home and garden store.) But armed with a lollipop to keep each in line while I shopped, I smiled happily. They were in check. Hell, I should write a book, I thought.
Until I saw her: A mother with 6 kids. Six. Twin...(more here)