Beautiful day. Great day for a trip to the park with my mom and the kids.
All is well. Kids have fun, grab a snack, peruse some items in a favorite store.
Today is a good day.
Time to go!
WHAM! Inevitably, I have crushed one of my kids' plans, dreams, whatever.
Connor's words to me:
"I wish the park was my home."
"I don't like our home."
"You're not my favorite mom anymore."
"You aren't nice."
"I won't take care of you ever anymore."
"Not even on my birfday."
"Not in winter, summer, fall or spring."
"Not even on Patrick's Day."
Oh yeah? Well then I wont let you play the Wii.
Point for mom.
Connor - 0
Mom - 1
Mom is the winner. So there. ;)