Little Miss, Captain, and I were walking home yesterday. Little Miss is literally poking her brother. He hates it. He's pushing her away and fussing. So, I tell her to stop. He's telling her he doesn't like it. She says, "But I'm the big sister. I'm supposed to bug him." I told her, as a big sister, I understood, but as the mom, I have to tell her to stop.
And that began an entire evening where she acted like my sole purpose was to ruin her life.
Husband often asks how the two of us will be when she turns a teenager. I told him it won't be a problem. One of us won't last that long.
I've never known any trouble that an hour's reading didn't assuage. Charles De Secondat (1689 - 1755)
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