My boys were in a mood. And no trick in my pocket full of my personal parenting tricks was working. My sanity was wearing thin and I knew my humanity was much, much stronger than my desire to be calm in the midst of their mood.
I didn't know what they wanted. They didn't even knows what they wanted. I did, however, know that I needed: a mental break before I snapped.
I took a break. I left the boys in a safe place and locked myself in my room for a breather...
All was silent. A bit of laughter. And I took a bit longer than I had planned.
And I paid for it.
This is why we can't have nice things.
I didn't know what they wanted. They didn't even knows what they wanted. I did, however, know that I needed: a mental break before I snapped.
I took a break. I left the boys in a safe place and locked myself in my room for a breather...
All was silent. A bit of laughter. And I took a bit longer than I had planned.
And I paid for it.
This is why we can't have nice things.
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