Yesterday we went to Chick-fil-A for dinner because it was on the way home from a soccer consignment sale. On the way out Lucy was disappointed that I didn't buy her any ice cream (she had already had cookies that day) or let her play on the play place (it was almost bedtime). A massive melt down ensued as I carried her out of the restaurant.
Lucy: My parents never let me do ANYTHING! All they want to do is make me eat HEALTHY food! And GO TO BED EARLY!
Me: I know it's frustrating, but you already had a treat today, and your bus comes early tomorrow.
Lucy: AND you have NEVER even bought me a DIAMOND! Not even a tiny speck of a DIAMOND!
This melt-down is making me look better and better. Go on, my dear. In what other ways am I a horrible parent?
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