...finding our way

Ben and I had a tough few hours today. He was trying to do something with the computer...which I'm clueless about. He got so frustrated and mad, that he started kicking things around. I became livid on his tantrum. He cried for about 20 minutes. We were late going to Jack's parents house. Grammy gave Ben a fresh haircut for camp. Ben told me he was sorry on the drive over. In my mind, I kept saying, I'm sorry too baby doll, that this has become your life.