This is a good summary of my day yesterday. Marriage is hard. Parenting is hard. Combining them can be intricately complex. Some might say lethal. But not me.
This armadillo mom, however, would beg to differ. ( If she were, you know, alive.) I'm pretty sure she and her armadillo husband had just negotiated some activity and money issues with her teenage daughter. Once they had it settled, the armadillo daughter, instead of expressing her undying gratitude for all the leniency and kind cooperation, decided to ask for just one more thing. Which I'm pretty sure put this armadillo mom over the edge, and she lost it. I mean Lost It.
Which her armadillo husband really really hates.
So she spent her evening wandering around alone, wondering how she was going to try to pull it together and be an armadillo wife and mom even one more day.
It was all very dramatic, I'm sure.
If only she had lived to see the morning. Things might have looked better after she'd had some sleep.