Monday, January 27, 2014

Well, it finally happened. The argument when my kid said, "i hate you." 

It didn't even hurt, because the whole scenario was ridiculous.

But the part that almost made me cry was when, crying in my arms as her tantrum continued, Charlotte sobbed, "I'm a horrible daughter....I'm a horrible daughter! I said 'hate' to my mother!"

I almost laughed, I almost cried. I told her she was sorry & I forgave her, and she's overtired & overwrought. "Words are powerful," we've been saying a lot lately. And I think tonight Charlotte finally understands what that means. 

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