You hate me!

I've never been one of those people who yells at someone, storms off, then comes back 5 minutes later acting like nothing's wrong. (If I'm mad enough to yell at you, I'll probably give you the silent treatment instead.)


I'm starting to think that Megan IS one of those people (who yells at you, storms off, then comes back 5 minutes later acting like nothing's wrong.)


Whenever I say something to her that makes her mad, she stomps off yelling, "You hate me! You hate me!"


I used to argue with her, but now I just laugh.


This afternoon it happened again. I can't even remember what set her off, but Amanda and I were in the kitchen when something made Meg mad ... she stomped off yelling, "You hate me!" Amanda and I laughed.


I wish I'd set the timer, because I'm pretty sure it was 5 minutes exactly when Megan came out:



Megan: Who wants a present? Raise your hand.


Me: Would that be a 'You hate me' present?


Megan looking embarrassed: No.


Me: Okay, I'll take a present.





Inside the gift bag was an Easter egg with broken crayons, and a jewelry box with a tarnished ring and even more tarnished necklace.



I'll take the present to mean that she knows I don't hate her afterall.