... it's the children.
Individually and even in certain combinations (sometimes), I can keep my sanity. It's the non-stop bickering and fighting and complaining about one another that makes me want to snap.
In order from most frustrating to least frustrating combinations:
All three children? Commit me.
Tot and Bean? Spoon my eyes out.
Bean and Blue? Stop. Stop it. Stop.
Tot and Blue? Put him down. Put him down. Put him down.
We have at least twelve more years of this fighting. Sadly, I'm sure it's just begun.
I'm going to put them in boxing gloves before it's all over and just let them duke it out.