It doesn’t matter how hard I try, I can’t fully disapprove of a child who wants to play tig on the bus with his friends.
That grunting noise really is the baby snoring.
The first clue I have these days that I’m getting premenstrual is that I can no longer stand the noise, the incessant, shouty, relentless, pointlessly chattering, farmyard imitating noise. So please shhhh. Hush. Be quiet. Shut up. Now.
*whispering* I know just how you feel. getting that way myself and can't even face tunring TV after kids are in bed. Too much noise.