Proud moments

When I correct my kids, often times they take themselves way too seriously and a small bicker fest ensues. I get worried -- maybe they won't ever learn to take their lumps, never develop the ability to make it on the mean streets.

This week Winnie has been on a sassy streak. I don't remember which particular prompted her to talk to me like I was so stupid this time, but I asked, "Gee Winnie, how do you live with such a stupid mom?"

She said, "I manage."

I was so proud.