The evening is shaping up perfectly for a bit of me-time. They’re asleep. I take one last look at my two sleeping princesses before I switch off the nightlight. They’ve both kicked off their covers. Today was a real scorcher.
“Good girls don’t throw tantrums.”
“Boys don’t cry.”
“Stop acting out. You’re a big girl now.”
“Oh, come on! It’s not the end of the world.”
“It’s okay, you’re fine.”