Not my finest Mommy-hour today. There were a couple slammed doors, some yelling, tears, silent treatment, and glares. And I must claim responsibility for some of each of those. There were also hugs, apologies, conversation, and cuddles. And I can claim responsibility for some of each of those, as well. It is my hope that the good balances out the bad, understanding and grace will come easier next time, and memories of this year won't all be heavy.
To be fair, we had a lovely day at the coast today, and I believe that exhaustion played a large part in the dissolution of our evening.