This mommy is about to lose it on someone. I did not need a text during dinner telling me to check on a friend because her f*ckface little snot of a psychopath brother decided to pull some kind of rifle/metal-pellet rifle on her while she was holding her six month old and that we may have to call the cops for her, nor did I need to hear her father yelling at her fir calling the police and trying to blame her for that little shit's actions when I finally got a hold of her. Lord help me. It's gon' be a long night and there are some hearts in need of a good blessin'. The southern is out in me tonight.