Grumpy

After witnessing my infantile tirade, fueled by the heat, being overdue for lunch, disappointment about the day's changed plans, and frustration with under-the-weather big & little boys, during which I expressed frustration with feeling like I don't do things well, my sweet, overly honest 6 year piped up in an sincere effort to placate me : "you're good at things, mom! You're good at being grumpy!"

He's right. I AM good at that. I don't know WHY I was being so down on myself.

At least he, on his worst days, will be confident in knowing that he is good at making me laugh! Love that kid!