Plop Plop Fizz Fizz the sound of crashing expectations

It's christmas eve morning. Nicky is sick,cranky and screaming. Evyn is just cranky. It's 9:00 and she is letting me know - in no uncertain terms - that she is angry about going to celebrate Christmas Eve with the family. I suggested that she just wait on being angry until the time get's a little closer and enjoy her day. She just glared. Oh well! Yahoo to be a teen.