Bri is screaming "mommy no!" because she doesn't want to lay in her bed.
I'm in my room, but I can hear that she's in the hallway. She won't come any closer, it could mean trouble.
She cries "why are you mad at me?" I'm impressed and horrified.
"I'm not mad at you. You need to go to bed."
"You hurt my feelings, mommy."
I smile at her ability to express herself. The words hurt though.
I went to comfort her.
She said "No, just leave me alone. Just leave me a-lone."
So dramatic. It's like her existence makes my heart grow bigger all the time. I can't describe it.
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