Makes my heart melt

HT has had a wretched day today. I suppose it must be because I'm the really mean Mom who asked him to clean his room. He bit JR on the neck earlier in the day (apparently I'm raising a vampire) and has thrown more than one all out tantrum. It's a little ridiculous at the age of 7, but he'll have plenty of time to think about that as he will be without TV the rest of the week and without his DS until school starts. Later in the day though, I was in the attic looking for some things, and he came in and asked if I needed help. I said I was about finished, but thanked him for offering and said to him, "You're a good boy." He replied to me, "You're a good mom." Oh, moments like that almost make all the ugly stuff disappear!