An Apology From My 2-Year-Old
My
heart sank. As my friend called me over to the play area, the look on
her face pretty much said it all. I saw my 25-month-old sitting with her
head hanging low next to your little boy as his cheeks were red, and
tears were pouring. The play area was quite crazy and you hadn't even
yet realized what my little girl had done to your son. My heart was
pounding and my natural maternal reaction was to scoop your precious
baby up in my arms and immediately come look for you. I tried to console
him as my eyes scanned the sea of mothers, desperately hoping that
somehow the intensity of color in his cheeks that were just squeezed and
clawed at would somehow go down before we found you. As we connected
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