The tears and misery did not subside until he was out, dry, dressed, and in momma's arms. I was fed up. I was glad to hand him off. I was sick of the fight. I was ready for some alone time.
15 minutes later I'm finding my solitude on the computer. Jack comes walking up, "Daddy, I sorry for crying. I sorry Daddy."
I teared up and gave him a big squeeze.
4 comments:
Only a child can melt our anger into joy so quickly. Your post produced more tears than yours and Jack's.
What a precious story. Thanks for sharing!
Seriously that made me cry...probably because I experienced similar events today. They are amazing.
Ohhhh...that is so bitter sweet. And welcome to the first 6 years of Megan's life. Oh yeah, she still does this to Jon!
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