Balls of Sunshine

The other morning my five year old was difficult the entire fifteen minute walk to school.  She was filled vitriol as her two younger brothers rode in a stroller.  Lots of “I hate you”s and insults non stop.  

When I picked her up at school I commented on how she was in a better mood.  “Doesn’t it feel better to be happier.”  

 

She replies.  “Yes.  But I still hate you.”  

 

A moment later she tells me she’s joking.  

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