Yesterday was a particularly challenging day as a parent. It was one of those days when the kids seemingly team up against the parent until the parent collapses in exhaustion. In the late afternoon, I stood at the kitchen sink scrubbing dishes with ferocity.
My son came in and said, "Mommy?"
To which I replied, "What Mitchell?"
He looked at me and put his hand on my leg and said, "You know Mommy, sometimes things just happen."
Aw! I felt like mud! I knelt down and told my son that he was very smart and that I appreciated him sharing his wisdom.