It was a rough morning at the Kerzman house this morning.
Jake was still mourning the Vikings loss, Lexi was scrambling to finish an assignment, Morgan was just crabby, and I was apparently not doing a good job of hiding my frustration.
As I buckled Lizzy into her carseat, she reached out, stroked my face, smiled and said "My love you Mom".
Suddenly, the morning was one hundred percent better.
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