A toddler’s problems

This morning I let Reese bring a balloon in the car on the way to daycare. When we got there and I wouldn’t let him bring it in, he was very upset. Not like tantrum-throwing upset, but like legitimate sadness and quivering lip. I kept telling him it would be there when he got out of school, but you can’t reason with a toddler.

Wouldn’t it be wonderful if the worst part of your day (and worries) was not getting to take your balloon with you wherever you went? I usually laugh at stuff like this, but was reminded of this sweet saying I saw recently.


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