Today we gave Chad the gift of time for his Father's Day gift. After Grace's dancing and brunch, we left him to do some gaming and Grace and I had a girly afternoon. I painted our finger nails and she painted our toes. We played Barbies and then did drawing. Grace drew tree houses, flowers and, my personal favourite, pictures of herself fishing. I tried to see if she was interested in learning some letters but alas, no. She can write her name, but every letter is backwards. I imagine this will be rectified at school easily enough, she tends to have such adoration for teachers in her life that she works hard to do her best. As for me, I was able to manage my frustration most of the day. I struggle to "just be". Yesterday when we were doing some epic sorting, I got so anxious and panicky that I took it out on both her and Chad. It's not fair and I know neither of them truly understand what is going on in my head and as a result, despite their compassion, t...