Oh how I love my daughter! These days though she makes it pretty clear that I can’t say anything right. We have these maddening arguments during which Coco tells me again again that I either said something and then took it back or didn’t say it the right way.
Tonight: perfect example. She asked me to come up to her room in five minutes. I said I would. I went up, laid down and kissed her goodnight. As I walked toward the door she said “you said you would stay five minutes!” When I explained I didn’t, she insisted I did. I told her I hadn’t she said I had.
And around and around we go.
