When counting our blessings and things to be grateful for, at the top of the list of most people is family. We love those we love; we hold them dear. We work fiercely to keep them safe and well. Sometimes, though, these are the very people that drive us the most insane. Confession time: There are moments when my kids drive me bananas. Like certifiable, up-the-wall crazy. There are no three people more skilled at finding and pushing my buttons, except perhaps their dad.