Whew!

You know it is really sad when you are actually thankful when your child starts running a fever because that means that the unbelievably whiny, complaining, arguing, fussing, yelling, back talking frustrating four year old child that you have been on the verge of throwing out the window all afternoon is sick. You realize you are not the worst parent in the world. You take a deep breath and realize that Satan himself has not taken over your child's body but that soon you will only have a moderately whiny, complaining, arguing, fussing, yelling, back talking child. I can deal with that.