The night of parent-teacher conferences at school, and I was home with the kids. I am a little sensitive about being left behind as it is, so after 2 pick-ups, homework fights, dinner fights, and a poopy pants disaster, I was on the edge. I went upstairs only to realize that TJ's bed was wet and not only had I not even noticed that morning, but now they were not clean and it was getting close to bedtime. I started to cry. Without realizing it, Laney had come upstairs. She asked me what was wrong. So I honestly answer her, "I guess I am just a little overwhelmed tonight without daddy here to help." To which she shrugs and responds, "That's ok, that's just how daddy is when you are not here!"
Thanks Laney, good to know its not just me.
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