Yesterday I was ranting about my drama princess’ tantrum-laden reaction to not getting what she wants.
But her dramatic ways can be very cute.
Last weekend BigDaddy was away with the Senior Youth Group from our church. He left Friday and was due to be back Sunday before dinner. The girls knew this.
I guess with Peanut’s limited understanding of time, it must have felt like f-or-e-v-e-r. Sunday on our way to church, we had picked up Grandma and Grandpa and they had asked when BigDaddy was going to be home.
Peanut says, sounding so forlorn, “I’m never going to see Daddy again.”
I couldn’t help but laugh.
