The other day after arguing with me a few times I told Alayna she needed to go have a few minutes alone in her room to think about her emotions. After a few minutes I told her she could come down so we could talk about her attitude. Alayna came downstairs with a down-cast face and handed me this note...
In case you can't read kindergarten writing, it says: Dear Mom, I love you and I'm sorry for what I did wrong. Love, Alayna