I have been at Jamies since 2am friday morning. We left our house about 9 thursday evening and drove here so we could have more time with him. I love him dearly...as well as his wife and baby...but these trips send me just about round the bend. His wife is a few fries short of a happy meal! She has nothing wrong with her other than a terminal case of stupids. She wears me out when I have to be around her long. We took Keyana up with us because this was for Hailies first birthday party and I also wanted to finally get pics of the girls together. Maybe I should have had better sense than to take a two year old to a party where Hailie would be lavished with gifts but I was led to believe by Jamies wife that they wanted to also celebrate Keyanas birthday since they couldnt be at our house for her real birthday a month ago. It didnt happen that way at all. Poor Keyana had to watch as this already extremely spoiled one year old got lavished with toys when the only people who got her anything for HER birthday were me, a couple of things from Cory, and a card with$25 in it from my Dad. Jamie and his wife didnt even send her a gift! Keyana cried and cried because she just didnt understand and wanted some toys too. We had to restrain a crying and broken hearted little girl for most of the afternoon. Then I finally took Keyana back to Jamies soon after the present opening, singing, and her watching Hailie get a little cake for herself to smash and semi eat. I got her down for a nap but not long after that Billie brought Hailie home too and one of her friends showed up with a 14 month old and an extremely annoying 3 year old who was hellbent on tormenting Hailie everytime she even touched any of Hailies old toys. I have only had to put Keyana in time out once in her life before today. She was in time out at least 6 times for screaming, grabbing, and hitting/shoving. No one rebuked the 3 year old for what he was doing to her. She was a confused and miserable mess. I dont sleep well anyway here because we sleep on a L shaped sofa in the living room so I get woke up the second anyone comes in the room. My nerves are so shot I started crying tonite. I hurt physically and mentally.