Sometimes my kids wake up with nightmares and sometimes, they are actually legimitately scary and sad. Last night, Kendra's was neither of those.
I awoke to the sounds of her terrified screaming and crying and ran into her bedroom to find out what was going on. "Kendra! Are you ok? Did you have a bad dream?" I asked.
"Yes," she said through her sobs, "we were in the car driving and I asked you for candy and you said, 'No!" More pitiful tears ensued. It kinda sucks to be the reason for your child's distressing nightmares. If only she didn't have such a mean mom...
Saturday, October 20, 2012
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