He stomps his foot and glares at me. “You don’t make me happy. You are the worst mama on earth.” “You are right, I can’t make you happy. Only you can make you happy.” See, that there, that’s high level stuff. Really first rate parenting. Clearly the six year old mid meltdown will integrate this wisdom and immediately re-set his mood. “How?” he wails. I look up from the laptop. “A bike ride?” “A great snack, a nap, reading a book?” “NO NO NO NO.” I’ve already proven that I don’t Read more […]

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