25 March, 2008
Yup that's me. We had a rough morning this morning.
Six year olds are very slow. They eat slow, they dress slow, they move slow. Why can't they move a little faster in the morning, especially when mommy is running late and has to get to a meeting on time? When I make my job sound more important than it is. When I make it sound like my job is more important that he is.
Anyway, I did not deal well with slow this morning. And when he got upset about not having time to do something, I said something I shouldn't have (ok in the grand scheme of things is wasn't so bad, but we have rules in our house that we don't say certain things to the people we love, even if they are acceptable elsewhere).
Wow. I can't believe I broke a promise. I can't believe how angry and hurt he was. And how justified he was at his feelings.
We both took a step back. Lots of tears. I'm so sorry wee man.