bad afternoon

Abby was having a bad afternoon. She has a swollen foot from an allergic reaction to some mosquito bites, a potty training accident, and Carter was constantly bugging her as she was trying to watch tv. She had enough, and broke down into one of those classic "I'm tired" tantrums.

I yelled at her, and she cried harder. So I picked her up and sat on the couch with her. I held her tight in my arms like a baby and she stopped crying, closed her eyes and cozied into my lap. I rubbed my finger down the bride of her nose like I used to do to calm her down and gave her kisses on her cheeks. There's nothing like having a sweet little girl to rock all over again. I guess all she needed was a little mommy time.

But I think I needed it more than she did.