Speaking of Sainthood!

Let's at least give my wife a medal. I am here in Nashville at the NWTF Show, and she is at home with my girls. As usual, one of my strong willed children decided to pitch a total fit thereby ruining the plans my wife had made with her sister. All I could say is "I'm sorry!" I am a three hour drive from home, and she gets to deal with three labs (including a 16 week old puppy) and twin 6 year-olds, and I just thought all the turkey calling gave me a headache. So, at least for now, both of our days are ruined thanks to a 6 year-old. My wife is stressed and aggrivated, and I am miserable because I am feeling like I should have never left to do this. I know it will be better after a few hours sleep, or at least I hope. It is a miserable feeling when you can do nothing to make the people you care about feel better.