Liv handed me an envelope to open today. Inside it was a piece of paper with half a pack of gliitter and a lot of scribbling.
Me-"Thanks Liv, this is quite the creation! I love it. "
Liv- "Mom, that is NOT a creation. Its patience. I made it for you because you keep losing yours".
Mommy Fail. I most definately know what a bag of crap feels like now.