Frustration and Love . . . . . . . .

I don't know why I decided to blog about this, but here goes. The other day I was sitting at the computer catching up on some blogs. It was one of those potty training, Ava not minding me, trying to do everything she can to annoy me days. I know you all know what I'm talking about. Right? Right? I'm not the only one. Right? :) Anyway, I was so frustrated with her and had resorted to basically completely ignoring her, which is hard since she was brushing my hair. Wait, let me rephrase that, she was using my brush to press down extra hard on my tender head, scraping my ears, and pulling my hair in the process. Not the best feeling in the world. So, I was reading through my little niece's blog and it got me so emotional! I wasn't necessarily sad, just emotional. I sat there reading, tears streaming down my cheeks, and my daughter causing me a lot of pain. The next thing I know I felt her little hand wiping away my tears and her little lips kissing my cheek. She kept saying, "mommy sad?" I loved her so much right then; even with the many potty training mishaps and a bruised head. :)