Archive for January 2017
Now that she can write, stuff got real
Her letter says I have made her so so so so mad but she still likes me so she is waiting in her room.
She went to play at a friend’s house today and the friend’s mom smokes cigarettes. She came back smelling like an ashtray so I told her I couldn’t hug her until she took a shower and wash your hair.
The poor kid took it very personally and was heartbroken but she did take a shower and got all of her cuddles in
Darla's Mom 