This evening, I prepared Chicken Marsala. The directions say to pound the chicken before breading and frying. I laid it on the table and started pounding out my agression! I had a crappy day today, so this was the perfect outlet!
As I was pounding away, E. came strolling in, took one look at what I was doing and yelled, "WHATEVER! WHATEVER, MOM!" and ran into the toy room! For absolutely no reason!
