When Emma was about Elle's age, we were all on a family vacation in Montauk. I was telling her not to do something and she got mad at me and told Kerry "She's being mad and I'm mad at her!"
That seems to be the theme for this weekend at our house. Elle and I have been fighting all weekend, I mean door-slamming fights. Right now she won't even talk to me. Yesterday she was so mad at me she told me I could not go to gymnastics with her. Then I guess she felt bad because half way there Wade called me to tell me she wanted me to come. So on the way home they stopped at the store and got me flowers to apologize. Sweet.
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