I get home from work, totally wiped out, I flop down on the couch. My husband flops down in the desk chair a few feet away. We just stare, not speaking a word, trying to replenish our depleted stores of energy.
The kids are running in and out, grabbing toys and blankets. Emily is hosting a tea party for Cali and her dolls out on the grass. Cali stops suddenly, her arms full of her Buzz, Woody and Jessie dolls. She looks at me, looks at her dad, looks back at me and says
"Mom, I screamed all day. Dad got mad."
He keeps staring and nods slowly.
She grins and runs off yelling
"We playing with we friends and we dolls!"
Thank god for older siblings.
2 days ago