Last night the girls didn't get to bed till after 9pm. Grace wanted to do one more thing and I told her no, that she needed to go to bed. She threw the thing she was holding on the floor and yelled, "You HATE me! I know it! You hate me!" and then threw herself onto her bed in defeat.
It's funny how that didn't affect me much since I knew how tired she was. I was able to smile on the inside as I tucked her into bed and prayed with her that she would feel better by the morning. Kaylon did lecture her a bit when he came up about never saying that to her mom, which was very sweet of him. I guess it sunk in, too, since this morning she apologized for what she said last night.
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