Today I woke up slightly very grumpy. I wish that I could say that I am always sweet, loving, kind, and patient with my children, but I’d be lying. This morning I was very short tempered and snapping at the kids. As Dylan was doing his school work he had to write sentences about his “class”, which was somewhat amusing because he was to count how many girls, boys and so forth. The last sentence asked what his favorite part of the class is. His answer: “Mom”. I do not deserve these children or the love they show me!
