<span;> Rooster crow time to get up. Children screaming, and fighting means my time to wake. No crowing of roosters, just the laughter of kids. Roosters fight for dominance. But my kids fight for dominance. Yelling, hitting, stuff flying, papers ripped. Toys are scattered all over, clean up is impossible. The fighting won\'t cease.
<span;>How to control what can\'t be controlled. It\'s like trying to catch a flea. But there is no chemical to control them. The mind is the only thing. Think and think about what will help and what will stop. You try and try one thing that works but not long. The fighting the yelling screaming continues. Attention is now given to easing the storm. Just need to ride it out til it tires. Then peace will be again til the next storm is minutes away.