The girls are screaming--for water. If they had asked politely rather than whining, 'I'M THIRSTY," over and over again, I would have gotten it for them. When Girl1 finally did ask somewhat politely and I told her I would get it as soon as the whining stopped (she was rolling on the floor whining), she got up, kept whining, came over to me, and hit me.
Now they're both screaming in the play room.
I'm so sick of this.
The boy is napping, but probably only for another few minutes. I'm ready to crawl out of my skin from the combination of the sound of the girls' whining and my lack of sleep.