Leah made the following statement at dinner tonight:
"When I grow up, I'm going to be the nicest Mommy because I'm going to let my kids do whatever they want."
I'm sure she wasn't trying to send me any covert messages, as she's not old enough to be so clever. Even so, it wouldn't have worked.
I'm sure being that kind of Mommy wouldn't equal niceness, but rather craziness. I know I'd be crazy if I let my kids do whatever they wanted. I'd also be exhausted. Come to think of it, there isn't much difference between nice and mean...you end up feeling the same way.
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