Not That it Happens Often…

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The Boy was being The Boy & not doing what I asked so we had a shouting match civilized discussion which ended with him being sent to his room hugs.  After a few minutes, he reappeared downstairs, arms crossed & foot tapping expectantly: “Umm… Isn’t this is where you come up & tell me you’re sorry for yelling & give me a hug?”

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