Well, great then.
Sunday, July 13, 2014
Out of the Mouths of Babes
Yesterday, things were just not going our way. Husband got increasingly more and more aggravated. Things were thrown, doors were slammed. We got into the car while he finished packing the trunk. I turned to Little Miss to see if she was ok with his display of temper. She seemed unaffected and then said, "Don't worry, Mommy. He's not mad at us. He's only mad at you."
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