Sadly, when I have days like this I tend to take it out on my boys ... well, more specifically on Brian. I don't mean to, but sometimes it happens.
So tonight, my voice was raised slightly, and Allen immediately came over to me and reached up for me to pick him up. Then he snuggled me, and stayed close to me.
When a few tears were shed. He said,
"Don't cry Mommy. You're not sad. I want a happy girl. I want a happy Mommy."
And then he gave me a hug. He also patted me on the back during one of those great hugs he gave me.
It made me realize how fortunate I am to have this little guy in my life ... no matter how difficult he can be sometimes.
P.S. I apologize to my boys for being so grouchy tonight. I love you both like you wouldn't believe.