Where the guilt trips are....

Gibson asked me if he could play a video game....

I said no..

Big Sigh..

"Mommy, you're killing my heart.. You're KILLING it.."

Hello, guilt trip..

We settled on reading "Where the Wild Things are" instead..

After the first reading..

He said it only helped his heart a tiny bit..

3 times later..

His heart is better...

whew..