It was a rough morning. The kids were tired. I had to wake them all up, which NEVER happens. Have I ever mentioned that Olivia HATES, I mean really really HATES mornings? She's done well this school year, until today. First, she tells me she had no shirt to wear with her jeans. She almost smiled when I pointed out the TONS of shirts in her dresser, hanging up, lying around on the floor, etc.
The real trauma came when it was time to put on shoes. It was cooler today, so everyone, including me, had on tennis shoes and socks. So Olivia decided for the first time to forgo her High School Musical shoes and go for her tennis shoes. Big surprise, they are too small. So she came into the kitchen where I was fulfilling perceived needs for at least 2 other children. When I finally got to her shoes (which was difficult as I was wading through her whining) checked and discovered that her toes were at the ends of the shoes. So, calmly, I told her, "Livi, they are too small. You cannot wear these today." And, my precious little girl, the same one who wrote "I love my mom.' for a spelling sentence yesterday, said, very clearly "You're mean!"
And you know sometimes, I am. We all are. But this time, I was just trying to save her from wearing shoes that were too small to school. I was trying to help her to not have sore feet. Sigh.