Taz told my husband while I was away that he wanted to shoot Chica, put her in the garbage can, and the garbage men to take her away.
Okay...it's not really funny but it is a little funny....that Dh then asked Taz what garbage can he wants to put her in so that we know where to look should she go missing.
He has also started using the k-i-l-l word. Yikes.
Emergency psychiatrist appointment tomorrow morning will hopefully bring us something to help with these violent thoughts.
On a more positive note, here is a favorite picture from our mini-vacation last week. You know, the one I posted about where we left early cause no one was having fun? Yeah, well, here was one good moment from our trip.