Completely humbled yesterday. I had Bridget to myself for the afternoon and evening, and for a long craft we decided to make party hats for her animals. It involved a lot of holding construction paper in place, awkward taping and bending -- not to mention the chin straps, which were my own bright idea. I guess I was voicing some frustrations out loud because Bridget looked at me and said, "I try to help, but you keep saying no."

She said it so sweetly, almost playfully exasperated, but it's haunted me for the past 18 hours. I'm sure all parents are familiar with these moments where you think, "Right. Never is that going to happen again." In the future, I must be more willing to make failed crafts.

Still, it's funny. Other kids might use an occasion like that as a springboard for a tantrum. Bridget just uses it to slyly make fun of me.