Remorse

Last night, in the car, on the way home
Grace- "Mommy I am soooo mad at Daddy."
Then, almost immediately Grace turned to look at Neil and said in a super repentant voice, "Sorry Daddy."
It is fun to see her start experimenting with different emotions and expressing herself. Whenever a kid is crying she, without fail, must find me and tell me that so and so is "sad". Usually it is " oh no- baby sad." Today she tried to convince me that she would take her nap on the floor in the living room next to John. She even got her own blanket out and cuddled up next to him. Then I started talking to my mom on the phone and she escaped into my bathroom and climbed into the tub with two of my lip glosses. She decorated her face, her body, the tub, and all the tiles. Little stinker.