There is nothing more painful than the sound of a kid whining. I can spend an entire day in great spirits, have had totally pleasant day and the second one of my three princesses starts to whine, my blood pressure goes through the roof. It's like hearing finger nails on a chalk board, in that I feel the pain in my bones
And it is not whining per se, it's my own kids doing it that makes me want to jump out of a window. I've come to the point where when another kid does it, it makes no impression on me at all, it's actually sort of a nice sound, only because it means that I don't have to deal with it.
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