*Last night Zeke burst into tears because Taylor has facebook.
*Sophia cried because I wouldn't let her drink mountain dew.
*Steve nearly cried because I wouldn't let him bring his taco into the girls room upstairs when he was tucking them in.
*I had a terrible headache and had just settled into bed when Taylor came into my room sobbing. Seriously sobbing. I though someone had died. I finally got her calmed down enough to understand what she was saying.
My friends, Ted and Alissa, are moving and their new rental house doesn't allow dogs. So they asked if we would be willing to keep their little dog, Daisy. They brought her over last night, along with all her doggy stuff. The kids love her and she loves them. Our older dog, Buddy, is kind of indifferent.
Anyway, in exchange for being able to have the dog sleep with her every night, Taylor has volunteered to be Daisy's main caregiver. So last night as Taylor was snuggling into bed with the little dog, she was devastated because our friends had to give up their dog. That's why she came crying to me
So we had a 45 minute discussion. I told her it was ok to be sad and cry because it was a sad situation. But Ted and Alissa were also glad that Daisy was going to be with us. Our conversation went way longer than I hoped but Taylor eventually finished her crying and went back to bed.
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