Today Conrad told me that one of his friends who was at our house for a playdate told Conrad that I was a mean mom.

I should know better, but my feelings are hurt and what’s worse, I keep reviewing the afternoon to figure out what would have made me seem mean. We did get a flat tire but the thanks to the very friendly guys in my town the whole thing was over in about 20 minutes. I also scolded Conrad for eating his brother’s snack, but I can’t think of anything else.

It might be time for me to spend my afternoons with taller people.

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