Yesterday after work I said to my sweet Jada. "Jada. Mommy doesn't like it when I come home and have to pick up after you. I don't like that you left your lunchable trash for me."
I was hoping that she would say sorry and pick it up. Or at least get the point of what I was saying.
Instead, that sweet girl said to me. "Mommy. I didn't leave it for you to pick up. I left it for daddy!"
How could I be mad at that??