Actual Conversation - Last Night at Bedtime

Me: (for the 900th time)

"ok guys (addressing my husband and 3 children) - we need to settle down and read stories - put the soccer balls away."

****minutes tick by*****

Me: (Quietly from the top of the stairs - almost under my breath)

"my eye is starting to twitch".

Husband:

"uh oh guys - we gotta stop"

Oldest Child:

"why?"

Husband:

"Because Mommy is about to go postal".

Oldest Child:

"What is that?"

Husband:

"She is at the end of her rope."

Oldest Child:

"How do you know?"

Husband:

"Never good when her eye twitches - you better hurry."