Yesterday afternoon, folding the laundry with a whiny toddler at my feet, and not in a mood highly receptive to interruption, I hear:
Me: Hold on, Gianna. I can't hear you with your sister whining.
Me, voice increasing in volume: I'll be with you in a minute, Gianna.
"I have to tell you something, Mama. It's important."
Me, in a tone unpleasantly embarrassing: What, Gianna? What is it?
"Mama, sometimes......(long pause).....Cinderella's cat, Lucifer, makes me very angry."
Gianna hadn't been watching a movie - the silliness of it all was enough to change my mood for the rest of the afternoon!
Lesson of the day? Without a sense of humor and lightness, we mothers would be doomed for failure!