Cryiing is the worst. Last night I got home and my daughter made a huge portrait of here version of sugar land spelled "suger land". I ooowed and awwwwwed and told her how perfect but it was, then let her know that sugar was spelled wrong.
My roommate, who is a horrible speller says it's right and I say, okay. Then they decide to look it up to show me how to spell sugar and he tells her that mom is right. All of a sudden, she burst into tears and starts whining about how she is going to have to redo it. Nothing I say is helping, she just keeps crying.
So, I walk inside, go to my room and lock myself in for the night. Unlless you are bleeding or broken, I can't handle it