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Parenting is hard

Hey, let's go to the park! I eclamied getting the girls in a stroller. We walk there and let them play. These couple comes and walks up to me and my husband. Hi. We say. So, who's your kids. They ask. The two girls with the curly ginger-brown hair. We say. Oh, only two? They say. Oh, and a third girl on the way. I say rubbing my stomach. Oh, well we have three boys and four girls. The boys are five and the girls are three. They say. Wow triplets and quadruplets. We say. Yep. Me and the family talk for another hour. Time to go. No. The say throwing themselves on the ground. They arch their backs but I pick them up. We walk for about two miles. IF YOU DONT STOP YELLING YOU'RE GONNA GET INTO TROUBLE! I yell. They give me thier " Go to hell" look. They continued to scream. Caylus's face is heating up with anger. His temper is building up. Oh, no. His hands are getting tighter on the stroller pusher handles. When we get home we put the girls in thier high chairs and strap them up and put the plate on. They dont know how to take it off. We keep them in there for an hour talk to them and take away their I pad's and laptop. They start to cry. Wanna give me a reason for you to cry. Caylus and I yell in unison. No sir no mama. They say. Good ya'll are going to bed early today. Bye. We say as they get in bed and fall asleep. We get into our pajamas and we go to sleep.