This evening I was getting extremely frustrated and demoralized by (relatively minor but) ongoing behavior issues with the kids. I could feel myself getting really mad and decided the best thing to do would be for me to take a break. Announcing to all present: "I need a break from this..." I left and went into my bedroom.
I was still sitting there a few minutes later--head in my hands--when I heard the pitter-patter of the little man's feet. He slid a book into my lap and said, "mom, look at this while you calm down" and then padded away.
I opened my eyes to find this in my lap:
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