What it’s like

I’ve been a little quiet lately. Allow me to illustrate why.

Grace spent all day demanding my attention pretty much nonstop. She can get very anxious and clingy. I am exhausted.

Tonight, after kicking me out, sobbing that she needed alone time, she called me back into the smallest room in the house to ask me if you play bongos with sticks. When I said no, you play with your hands, she burst into tears. “But I want to play bongos with sticks!” I told her that she can do whatever she likes, and she brightened up and told me she’d borrow the sticks from her glockenspiel. My protests that we don’t own bongos fell on deaf ears.

And that pretty much sums up every day of my life.

One thought on “What it’s like

  1. Ewokmama

    December 19, 2013 at 8:52pm

    This is why I’m kind of terrified of little girls.

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