Cranky Mama

This summer has been brutally hot, and since I am pregnant it has made for some rough days.
A couple weeks ago Emma and I were getting ready to go to the nature center for her camp. As usual it was a trial to get her out the door; sunscreen application was the typical battle. I was near tears when we finally piled in the car. Emma was quiet for a few minutes when suddenly in a timid voice she says, "Mama, I wish we were a family of chipmunks because then the chipmunk baby would grow faster and it could be born today. Then you wouldn't be so grumpy."
I was stunned. The comment made me smile as I said, "I wish that, too, Emma."