There are some days that I feel like I’m speaking an entirely different language than the rest of the people that live here. I get frustrated from asking the same thing over and over, give in to my exhaustion, and eventually lose my temper.
This usually looks like a lot of yelling or just generally having a poor attitude. I huff and puff about the house wearing the invisible sign that says, “Everyone here is annoying.” I send my signal out that lets everyone around me know that I’m irritated.
Last week my poor attitude lead to a senseless argument with my oldest. I was filled with pride as I tried to justify my behavior. Deep down I knew I was wrong, but I continued on with my rant until both of my kids were looking at me like I had three heads.
I’m over at Ten to Twenty Parenting today talking about a tough topic:
Admitting when you’re wrong.