Last night Elliott was not happy with us and truly showed his temper. A while later he asked me to come up to his room, and he said in a very truly remorseful tone that he was sorry. I asked him what he was sorry about (sounds like torture, huh?). This was his response:
"You know, for losing my temperature and all that"
I couldn't help it, I burst out laughing. Thankfully he thought it was funny, too. Love that boy!
1 comment:
chuckle... chuckle... :D
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