feedback.

I always tell Brock that I have a hard job.

Don't get me wrong, I love being a mom-

but where are the awards... the honor rolls...

the trophies- ya know.

I guess I just miss the feedback.

Well last night I got some feedback.

Annie has been sick (more on that later)

and I was worried that she wasn't eating dinner,

so I began doing what I do best...

Lecturing:

"Annie if you don't eat your dinner-

you are never going to get better.

You're body needs food to be healthy and strong.

Blah, blah, blah..."

I turn around to do the dishes and Annie says, "Mom."

I turn around and she holds up a piece of paper that says this: I must admit that I was torn between thinking it was the most hilarious thing she's ever done

and feeling like I was back in elementary school and that pretty much hurt my feelings.

But of course my Annie girl can't be mad for long and I think she might have worried that she really did hurt my feelings because she hurried and asked me how to spell "love."

Then held up this:

"I LOBE MOM"

I "LOBE" you too Annie-girl.

p.s. I did eventually get her to eat 3 bites by pretending I was the sick germs and pretending to die every time she swallowed... It was a lot of work for 3 bites. But I think she may have been a little disappointed in my acting and her food intake was a reflection of my poor performance.