I sometimes wish that I could read Timothy's mind. When he is having one of his melt downs, like today, I wish I could jump into his mind and see what it is that he is so upset about. It makes me so upset when he is like that, but I'm sure that it is just as upsetting to him because he can't tell me what he wants or needs. Oh well. I'm sure that is just part of being a parent and a child. But boy do I feel like a horrable parent when I can't take the crying any more for the day.
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