It happened for the first time just last week. To be honest, I’m not even sure what I did to deserve such a phrase. Likely it was something extraordinarily offensive such as mentioning the need for a diaper change.

“I HATE Mommy!”

Nothing stings quite like that, huh?

The good news is that is was only a matter of time before I was back in her good graces again, reading library books on the couch.