the things kids say

The other night, we had an incident in our house. A kids jumping on the bed incident. Let's just say we ended up with a broken bed. Great.

After the storm passed and apologies were made and accepted, Daniel propped up the bed with his toolbox and the kids went back to sleep, a lot more calmly this time. I headed upstairs to cool off. A little later, I came back down to kiss them again, thinking they were asleep. Owen was still half-awake. When he saw me he said groggily, "Mommy, even when you're mad at me, you still love me."

I said, "Yes, honey, that's true. I always love you, no matter what."

And he drifted off to sleep.