My morning was going very well. I was up and at my desk, working on cleaning my desk and sorting through receipts and doing spreadsheets. The kids were asleep.
And then they were up. And my most manipulative child had convinced his gracious and merciful father to do something for him that I had already said a definite no to. And now, because I mentioned it, a blow up was caused and I have ruined the day.
It only takes five minutes....
1 comment:
Don't you hate that?!
Angela :-)
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