Wednesday, May 28, 2003

I'm still pretty upset. I don't do well when I'm sitting on a potential explosive device. I cornered my daughter yesterday about the little, heart-stopping remark that Zach came out with the other night. She did her innocent stare thing and acted as though she didn't know what I was talking about (she's very good at this). I've come to the conclusion that I love my youngest daughter very much, but I don't like her very often. I really think I could do major damage if someone hurts this child.

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