Yesterday was a tough day with Allison. She was low-grade moody all day, and threw an epic tantrum right before dinner. By the time I got home, Anne had had enough. As she was venting to me about her day with her daughter, she said:
"You should take her for a while. She's your daugther. She's just like you: grouchy when she wakes up, loud, stubborn...well, at least she doesn't look like you!"
I found this extremly funny. I have always said that one of my fears was that I would have a daughter that looked like me.
I have long thought that we say things to our spouses that we would never say to anyone else. I actually think that is a good thing, since a marriage should be a place where you can trust each other to say and hear anything.
Even so, that was a good one! (Anne was right on all counts, by the way.)
Oh, and Anne can share some of my blurted-out gems too, if she wants.