Hubby and I came home tonight without any “something for Zoe.” For 5 consecutive nights now, I’ve been bringing home an ice cream cone from Mini Stop as my little something for her. A treat for staying home alone with her yaya (she always begs me to stay home with her). This night, she didn’t get any. I didn’t expect her to make a fuss, but she did. She didn’t eat her dinner and she was in her crankiest mood to boot (she didn’t let me watch a koreanovela and bawled until I switched the channel to Disney playhouse). I think I’m spoiling her too much.
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