M had her dance recital... didn't go so well. She was very over excited at first, and wasn't listening, so she got reprimanded, and that just ruined it. Sigh. Sometimes being a parent sucks when you feel like hud for scolding your child. Here she is, pre-recital, playing on the steps. She was so happy and bouncy, looking back I feel horrible for getting frustrated.
P was indifferent to all of it, he played with his cars through both dances, in his own little boyish world.
J was the only thing that got her back in a good mood. After her dance she came and sat down and asked to hold him. Who would deny her the chance to get absolute love from a baby like J?
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