“Mommy, what was your sad thing? That you missed your daughter?”
“Yes, that I missed my daughter.”
“And what was your happy thing?”
“That I got to come home and see you.”
“And, Mama, what was your happy thing?”
“That I got to watch Princess and the Frog.”
“No, Mama, your happy thing has to be about me.”
Perhaps our nightly sad and happy sharing is a bit Roozle centered on weekends. It’s not our fault. There’s too much pressure from the small one.