I just read your “welcome to wit’s end” post and I have to say thank you. I have been feeling like a big fat (emphasis on the fat) failure of a mother because my children are literally monsters. Even Dawson, who used to be so sweet. Dean never listens to a word I say and he enjoys every second of it. So thanks for letting me know that I’m not the only mother who, after spending every ounce of energy I have putting the screaming kids in the car, sits in the driver’s seat and sobs. I needed to hear that. Just remember on those days that another mother very far away in Washington understands what you’re going through and I think you’re absolutely wonderful.