Today I yelled at my son. He had called to ask about me coming out to help with the move to a new house. They wanted me to watch their 3 year old.
Anyway, it was warranted, in my opinion, but I felt terrible about screaming at him on the phone. He’s got so much on his plate and it just added to the stress. I love that kid and he didn’t deserve it right now…it was too much.
So I wrote him an e-mail and told him how bad I felt. He, sweetly, wrote back and said he was sorry for yelling back at me. He is such a great kid.
