Audrey says she feels like crying for no reason. I told her to go ahead and cry whenever she feels like it. Girls don't need a reason to cry. I also told her to let me know whenever she felt like crying, because I would come and cry with her. I can pretty much cry on cue. It's not a bad thing, but it is kind of ridiculous how easy it is for women to cry over NOTHING. Also ironic that one of the signs my little girl is growing up is that she starts to cry more.
Olivia is ticked off that Christmas is not in three days. She said her teacher told her that Christmas IS in three days, and therefore it must be so. The all-knowing, all-seeing, all-wise kindergarten teacher/god has spoken, and it must be so.
Duncan really wants to know the password to the computer. I really don't want him to know it. He thinks he is old enough. I know it has nothing to do with age. He asked to speak with me privately about it, but it didn't change my mind.
Will has to build a footstool.
And Mitch is still mad because on Saturday I let one of my coworkers, who was at our house for a work party, park in our driveway, inadvertently blocking Mitch from parking the car in the garage. Why he is mad about ME telling someone they could park in MY driveway at MY house is something I don't understand. I don't understand why he would spend three days being upset about not being able to park MY car in MY garage. What I do understand is that when MITCH has a house that MITCH pays for, then MITCH will be in complete control of who parks in the driveway and when. But I know I will be parking in front when I visit him.
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