Oh, and the diarrhea.....oh my gosh, the diarrhea....
Anyway, yesterday was one of those tiring days where my patience had worn thin and I had repeatedly gotten upset with Emma. As I sat with her in her room reading bedtime stories, I guess I got a little philosophical with her and launched into a monologue explaining my frustrations but also that I was sorry for getting so upset with her. I figured it didn't mean a whole lot to her, but it did make me feel better. I ended with "I really do love you, sweetheart."
To which Emma immediately responded: "I really do love .... Clifford the Big Red Dog."
I love him too, but I can't say my feelings weren't hurt just a little bit.
Quinn
2 comments:
Your feelings were hurt!?! Get used to it, wait until they are teenagers. No they always "love" you, they just "like" other people/things more somedays.
It was Emma's way of saying, "Let's not make this all about you."
PS: I can't begin to tell you all the reasons I hate Clifford.
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