These Conversations, Part 2
Last week: Me (As I was cleaning, from a distant part of home upon realizing my daughter had been quiet for far too long): "Sayler... Hey, what are you doing?..." Her: "It was an accident..." Yesterday: Sayler (randomly and without incident): "Mommy... are you mad wif me?" Mommy: "No, baby, I'm not mad at you..." Sayler: "Oh... maybe tomorrow...." And This morning: Me (quite frustrated): "SAYLERRRRR, mommy said to put the tops back on your markers!" Her: "Oh, don't worry 'bout it..." Me: (irrationally trying to argue): "Yes, I am worried about it!" Her (casually): "Oh, it's okay mommy, don't worry 'bout it..." Me (growing ever more impatient): "It's not okay!" Her (still cool and collected): "It's okay, mommy, don't worry 'bout it..." Rinse. Lather. Repeat. Ooph! This girl is quite lovely but her nonch...