Broken Hearted

Yesterday we dropped Ella off at Chad's mom's so we could get a few things done. We went back three hours later to pick her up and she would not come with us. We asked if she wanted to go home, and she shook her head no. Then she climbed up onto her Grandma's lap and blew us kisses and waved goodbye, as if to say, "OK, you can go now and I am staying here." A little part of me died inside. She didn't want us!

We laughed about it for a while, then I confessed to Chad that it hurt my feelings just a little bit. He said, "Imagine when she goes to school." A few minutes later, realizing that I needed a little more consolation than that, he said, "She gets spoiled there, that's probably why she wanted to stay."