After About the Tenth Time Anna Got Out of Bed Tonight

“Mom, are you mean at me?”

“No, Anna, not ‘mean’, just angry”

“Don’t be mean at me Mom, be happy at me”, she says sweetly as she pushes the corners of my mouth up into a smile.

How can I scold her after that?

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