Last weekend, hubby and I were running some errands with the kids. The kids were acting as well behaved as children do while running ‘errands.’ It had been a long day and we were all a bit fried.
I’m not exactly sure what we started arguing about, but hubby and I were in a heated debate about something. Probably directions, the fasted route home or some similar, silly argument. However, in this case I guess we were starting to get a bit loud with each other. I wouldn’t say we were yelling, but it was a heated debate.
There was a break in the argument and sweet silence filled the car. The kids were just quiet—hmmm, maybe we should argue more often! I digress.
Little Man pipes up from the ‘way back’ with: “Mommy?”
“Yes,” I said.
“Were you and daddy quarreling?”
Sometimes you just can’t help it…we laughed. Full on belly laughs. That big word innocently coming out of the mouth of a six year old settles an argument.
Finally, I found my voice, “yes, daddy and I were quarreling. We do that sometimes, but we always make up.”
Little Man, “guess you better say sorry and hug it out.”
— I guess he is learning a little something from his parents! 🙂