Mia's having trouble learning how to dress/undress herself. Tonight, I was so tired. It was time to get ready for bed. She wasn't listening to me and I guess I lost my temper.
She looked up at me and with a hurt expression, said, "Mom, why are you angry?"
I was caught off guard a little and answered, "I don't know, I guess I just can't help it."
Do you know what she said to me?
She looked right into my eyes, dead serious, and said, "You need to be stronger."
YOU NEED TO BE STRONGER. It's true, I do need to be stronger. I just never expected my three-year-old to be the one to tell me. This is a girl who still manages to form the most adorably incorrect sentences. But tonight she spoke to me with wisdom beyond her years. I was and am very humbled.
Thank you Mia.
I'll be stronger.
She looked up at me and with a hurt expression, said, "Mom, why are you angry?"
I was caught off guard a little and answered, "I don't know, I guess I just can't help it."
Do you know what she said to me?
She looked right into my eyes, dead serious, and said, "You need to be stronger."
YOU NEED TO BE STRONGER. It's true, I do need to be stronger. I just never expected my three-year-old to be the one to tell me. This is a girl who still manages to form the most adorably incorrect sentences. But tonight she spoke to me with wisdom beyond her years. I was and am very humbled.
Thank you Mia.
I'll be stronger.
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