While Tim was in DC for work the kids and I had one particularily hard day. I'm not sure why it was so rough, nothing of great signifance, we (especially Reagan and I) were simply having an off day. When we came home from one activity I was trying to get everyone in the house when Reagan dashed out of the garage and started drawing with chalk. At the time I was actually annoyed with her and asked her several times to come inside. Later I was outside for some reason and walked past what she had been so determined she had to draw right then. It made my heart melt to see even when Reagan and I are having our moments she still loves and forgives me just like I love and forgive her.