We started putting up the Christmas tree tonight. The kids were very excited… and very underfoot. As Tricia felt little hands pushing and prodding on her back yet once again, the following ultra-brief conversation took place.
Tricia: Alright! If anyone hits me or bumps into me again I am going to scream!
Nicolas: Like a little girl?
Mookie, you crack me up!
Tricia, I could hear you words of frustration coming out of Abigail’s mouth. And Nicolas would likely respond in the same way, making it worse!
Tricia, I could hear your words of frustration coming out of Abigail’s mouth. And Nicolas would likely respond in the same way, making it worse!
(If this comment shows up twice, it’s because I tried to cancel at the last minute to make a correction.)