Last night as Tim and I were getting the kids ready for bed, I heard this from the hallway:
Tim: "Lydia, hurry up on the potty. Maria get up here and brush your teeth! Annie, go get your jammies on." (all said in a semi-harsh tone) then he said to himself, out loud "What is wrong with me?"
Lydia (sitting on the potty, taking her sweet time) "Dad, I think you're losing your patience."
And that sweet Lydia, is WHY we lose our patience :)
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