QFS x2

Yesterday Nate and I were at Barnes and Noble looking at child rearing books. (Long, ugly, UGLY story) He's reading book titles aloud and says "Raising a child of dyslexia.......wait, a child WITH dyslexia." He just looks at me afterwards, so I had to reassure him...."Of course, I'm blogging that."

Addie and David were roughhousing earlier and somehow Addie got it in her head to coldcock him...closed fist....right in the temple. Obviously, he didn't want to play anymore after that, and suggested she find something else to do. She comes to me, crying, and tells me that Daddy didn't want to play with her anymore. I ask what happened. She stops, looks at me, then ducks her head and says, "I don't wanna talk about it, ok?"
~K