My son wouldn’t meet my eyes but I could see the tears in his, “It doesn’t matter,” he said. But I heard him, it did matter.
My school supply shopping standards have dropped considerably as my children have aged. They haven’t noticed…but I’m starting to.
Sometimes it feels like all they do is fight, but sometimes it gets quiet. And when they aren’t fighting, my children are pretty amazing.
My daughter is a pain in the ass. She comes by it honestly. She comes from a line of difficult women. In the current parlance, you’d call us women of zero chill.