done and done

If you're talking about your husband's sister and her husband... would you say "my sister-in-law and brother-in-law" or do you say "my sister and brother-in-law"?

If I were talking about my husband's parents, I think I would just say "my mother and father-in-law", not "my mother-in-law and father-in-law"... but with the siblings if I just say "my sister and brother-in-law", isn't that meaning simply my actual sister and her husband? But is seems redundant to say "my sister-in-law and brother-in-law".
Should I just say "my sister-in-law and her husband"?? I guess that might be the most correct.

I confuse myself.

Boy I'm glad the week's almost over. We have all been in rare form this week.
I'm blaming it on the time change. Isn't it funny how in B.K. years (before kids) you could care less about Daylight Savings time, but when you become a mother... after you hit that first daylight savings switcheroo, it becomes a tool of the enemy. Like the devil himself created it to make our lives hell.

We have had some horrendous mornings around here this week. Oh and it's not just confined to the mornings; it just starts with the mornings. And it's not even completely the fact that it's darker in the mornings or that anyone wants to sleep any later (although I'd volunteer for that job!); all of us just seem so off. Often I'll think we're getting through our mornings just fine, nobody's in a rush, there may have been no big issues or scenes, but then never fail; Savannah has been in tears about something or other in the last 10 minutes before the bus comes every. single. day. this week. Maybe I didn't do her hair like she wanted, or maybe I did but I was hurting her by brushing it, maybe she isn't agreeing with me on what shoes to wear, maybe she can't find the note she wrote to one of her friends or maybe Sawyer accidentally knocked her with a toy... it doesn't matter what it is, the point is the girl is on the verge of a breakdown.

And I won't mention the boy and the fall-apart-in-tears-at-every-little-thing-habit he's developed this week. Oh, did I already mention that after all?
As soon as we get Savannah out the door, unfortunately he and I have had someplace to be each morning this week. Ask this three year old to get dressed?? The nerve! Require that he use the bathroom before we get in the car?? How dare I. He protests every time anything is asked of him, and when he wants something, every single answer I give him is met with whining and and argument. I don't even think half the time he realizes if I give him the answer he wanted... he's already in fight and whine mode.

I don't really get it, because it's not like their sleeping has been that screwed up... this shouldn't be due to lack of sleep or change of schedules... but they're both just way out of sorts. We've tried buckling down and being more consistent, we've tried ignoring their irrational behavior, we've tried not tolerating their attitudes (Savannah was sent to her room approximately 34 times yesterday) and we've tried fun distractions (we got goldfish) and nothing is saving us from ourselves.
I'm also blaming it on the weather. Going from 80° to 30° in one afternoon just isn't normal. The kids were outside in shorts on Tuesday and then a little confused when I made them bundle up in their snow coats and hats the next morning.

I'm just counting this week as a loss and waiting for the weekend.

Spring Break a week early anyone??