Today, Laura had a birthday party for a friend at Going Bonkers. She was tired from a crazy Friday night, and ended up having a meltdown (yes, they still happen – even at 8) and an argument with Mom. Suffice it to say, I felt awful for arguing with her and it was even worse after she called me a bully. One of Laura’s friends stepped in and talked to her for a bit and calmed her down. After the party, she was much happier and asked if we could go out to dinner. As we were walking into Lone Star Steakhouse, Laura said, “Thanks for fighting with me, Mom. It taught me a lesson.” I asked, “What lesson?” Laura replied, “That I don’t always get what I want. I need to remember that sometimes. I love you, Mom.” Huh. That tough love thing really can work…
