It’s harvest time

25 Aug

Which means the kids don’t see their father a lot right now. Last night it was getting late and the kids needed to get to bed and they were stalling as usual. My patience was wearing thin. At one point I raised my voice at Charlotte and she stomped into her room and pouted/yelled ” I WISH DAD WAS HERE YELLING AT US INSTEAD OF YOU!”

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