After we got home on Monday evening, I began the dreaded task of unpacking, laundry, and putting stuff away. Nathan was being a PILL to say the least! He was ORNERY! Finally, I sent him to his room. He was up there quite awhile. When he came down, I asked him what he was doing. He said that he was writing me a note. Then he opened his hand and showed it to me. It reads, "I love you. I'm sorry." DEFINITELY forgiven.
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